Текст песни: Boy + перевод

We were kind of feral, wicked little machines

Captains and cavalries

Forming empires in the shade of the trees

Without hesitation

Kings of the forest town

Holding the ocean down

We were half this heavy and twice this loud

So turn up the noise

Dress to the nines

Running with the boys

Your hand in mine

Singing every song, loving every line

Till the night is gone

Just like the old times

Just like the old times

Was what you made it

We had our friends around

All the images and sounds

Superimposed into all the backgrounds

Used to be clumsy, lost in a thousands ways

Captivated by a craze

Those were hands down my favorite days

So turn up the noise

Dress to the nines

Running with the boys

Your hand in mine

Singing every song, loving every line

Till the night is gone

Just like the old times

Just like the old times

Just like the old times

Suspicion wasn’t in our heads

It was only underneath the beds

Saline eyes didn’t have to hide

They were always open way too wide

So turn up the noise

Dress to the nines

Running with the boys

Your hand in mine

Singing every song, loving every line

Till the night is gone

Just like the old times

Just like the old times…

-We're going to have it all-

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