Тексты песен And Then I Found Fifty Dollars

Could I wait here for an hour or all summer to let you know? Slow motion rewind of the images that burn at an all-time low? So you tell me that these questions could stop anything And I tell you that

Twelfth and high on a Sunday Feeling like we're grown And we're nothing short of invincible Invincible Invincible It starts again Can you feel it? It takes your breath away And stop saying that we're