Secret Society

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Creeper - Rock

Secret Society

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Lyrics

Because we're young Because we're young They don't think of us They don't think of us In summer swell, suburban hell, the callous heart rose and fell We don't love or hate We don't feel anything We wince at the days that remain The ghost of youth speaks so softly to toast the death of you and I

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Credits

Writers
  • Ian Miles
  • Will Gould