Paroles de Young Wicked

Oh my God how you've grown Yes sir They sit upon their hands Betting there's an easy answer Right of passages Someone give rise to hope Yes sir Young wicked Yes sir Oh my God how you've grown Death hides holy hidden worlds And hello wise one, your time ain't true Eating up those, satires, twilights and ozone The animals have gone down below Yes sir Young wicked Yes sir (Yes sir) (Yes sir) Young wicked (Yes sir) Yes sir (Yes sir) Yes sir Young wicked Yes sir Yes sir Young wicked Yes sir Young wicked