Fall Out Boy - Saturday

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I m good to go,
And I m going nowhere fast.
It could be worse.
I could be taking you there with me.
I m good to go,
But it looks like I m still on my own.

I m good to go,
For something golden.
Though the motions I ve been going through have failed.
And I m coasting on potential towards the wall,
At a 100 miles an hour.

When I say,
Two more weeks,
My foot is in the door. (Yeah.)
I can t sleep,
In the wake of Saturday. (Saturday.)
Saturday,
When these open doors were open-ended.
Saturday,
When these open doors were open-ended.

Pete and I attacked,
The lost Astoria,
With promise and precision,
And a mess of youthful innocence.
And I read about the afterlife,
But I never really lived more than an hour. (More than an hour.)

When I say,
Two more weeks,
My foot is in the door. (Yeah.)
I can t sleep,
In the wake of Saturday. (Saturday.)
Saturday,
When these open doors were open-ended.
Saturday,
When these open doors were open-ended.

And I read about the afterlife, (I read...)
But I never really lived. (But I never really lived.)
And I read about the afterlife, (I read...)
But I never really lived. (But I never really lived.)

Two more weeks,
My foot is in the door. (Door.)
Me and Pete,
In the wake of Saturday.
Saturday,
When these open doors were open-ended.
Saturday,
When these open doors were open-ended.
Sat-ur-day.
Sat-ur-day.

Inne utwory

  • Grand theft autumn
  • Where is your boy tonight
  • Yule shoot your eye out
  • Bang the doldrums
  • Pretty in punk
  • Nobody puts baby in the corner
  • Golden
  • I slept with someone in fall out boy and all i got was this
  • Switchblades and infidelity
  • 20 dollar nose bleed
  • Thriller
  • Disloyal Order Of Water Buffaloes
  • Must be love
  • Love will tear us apart
  • Hand of god
  • Sending postcards from a plane crash
  • Star 67
  • Roxanne
  • Losowe utwory

    Here comes the hotstepper

    Hit It!
    Nah, na na na nah, na na na nah, na na nah, na na nah, na na na
    nah
    Here comes the hotstepper, murderer
    I m the lyrical gangster, murderer
    Pick up the crew in-a de area, murderer
    Still love you like that,...

    Falling apart

    Maybe it s because I m crazy,
    Maybe it s because I just can t,
    Honestly tell you what I want.
    It s never enough to stay still and hold you,
    To break loose and run the taste of you,
    Wild on my tongue.

    Am I no good to you now?
    Am I no good to you...

    Monday morning ant brigade

    Monday morning i woke up late. I feel like shit and
    i can t see straight One last drink was a bad idea i m
    on the bowl with diarrhea Out the door in a fog barked
    at by the neighbors dog forgot my keys i went back
    inside I got a flat so...

    Catch me if you can

    She was not the first, and he won t be my last
    My hunger and my thirst, My brilliant future and my ugly past
    They ll all be here with me, till my web is spun
    My blessing and my curse, there ll be no rest until my work is done

    Catch me,...

    Damaged goods

    Try to stop the world spinning round
    My phone bill will tell you she lives out of town
    It s been a long, long time but I still dream
    Of warm sunny days on 12th and Lorraine
    I wish you were here right now...but then