Memories flood back like photographs All bright and out of focus All drab with muted colors And the whole world smells like True Blue The only brand my grandma smokes And the faintest hint of Coppertone Watch shorebirds circle in real close Oh I know you're gonna go Just please leave me a note I left because you asked me to Operator, take me home I don't know where else to go I wanna die in the suburbs A heart attack shoveling snow all alone If I die, I wanna die in the suburbs These northeast winters make boys into men Staring out at snow-plowed mountains In the parking lots of churches And the city just felt worn out No strength to pick our hearts off the ground We watched the '92 Birds Take the field without Jerome Brown We keep quiet when it gets bad We don't talk about the setbacks They only hear it when your voice cracks Operator, take me home I don't know where else to go I wanna die in the suburbs A heart attack shoveling snow all alone If I die, I wanna die in the suburbs I wanna die in the suburbs (I wanna die in the suburbs) I wanna die in the suburbs (I wanna die in the suburbs) You start remembering (I wanna die in the suburbs) The anniversaries of the bad things (I wanna die in the suburbs) No don't forget (I wanna die in the suburbs) The anniversaries of the bad things (I wanna die in the suburbs) Operator, take me home I don't know where else to go I wanna die in the suburbs A heart attack shoveling snow all alone If I die, I wanna die in the suburbs Operator, take me home I don't know where else to go I wanna die in the suburbs A heart attack shoveling snow all alone If I die, I wanna die in the suburbs I'll die in the suburbs

We'll never die, never die, never die We'll never die, never die, never die We'll never die without Putting up a good fight Believe in yourself, brother Everything's gonna be alright We'll never die without Putting up a good fight We're gonna make the history Don't let them get to you Fight back! Let's shoot the moon We're gonna keep on shining Nobody can never put us down We'll never die, never die, never die We're gonna make the history Don't let them get to you We'll never die, never die, never die We're gonna make the history Don't let them get to you We'll never die without Putting up a good fight Believe in yourself, sister You've got a heart of gold We'll never die without Putting up a good fight You're gonna make the history Love ya just the way you are Fight back! Let's shoot the moon We're gonna keep on shining Nobody can never put us down We'll never die, never die, never die You're gonna make the history Love ya just the way you are We'll never die, never die, never die You're gonna make the history Love ya just the way you are この瞬間を生きて いつか星になっても 誰かを照らす光になりたい We never die We'll never die, never die, never die We're gonna make the history Don't let them get to you We'll never die, never die, never die You're gonna make the history Love ya just the way you are

De manhã, que medo, que me achasses feia Acordei, tremendo, deitada na areia Mas logo os teus olhos disseram que não E o sol penetrou no meu coração Mas logo os teus olhos disseram que não E o sol penetrou no meu coração Vi depois, numa rocha, uma cruz E o teu barco negro dançava na luz Vi teu braço acenando, entre as velas já soltas Dizem as velhas da praia, que não voltas São louca São loucas Eu sei, meu amor Que nem chegaste a partir Pois tudo, em meu redor Me diz que estás sempre comigo Eu sei, meu amor Que nem chegaste a partir Pois tudo, em meu redor Me diz que estás sempre comigo No vento que lança areia nos vidros Na água que canta, no fogo mortiço No calor do leito, nos bancos vazios Dentro do meu peito, estás sempre comigo No calor do leito, nos bancos vazios Dentro do meu peito, estás sempre comigo Ah ah ah Eu sei, meu amor Que nem chegaste a partir Pois tudo, em meu redor Me diz que estás sempre comigo Eu sei, meu amor Que nem chegaste a partir Pois tudo, em meu redor Me diz que estás sempre Comigo

(Go crazy, AG) Ran this shit up from a penny, I still remember who around me I put up over a quarter ticket in the jail machine at the county I used to rubber band the money by a rack, now I do it by the ten Don't give 'em time tomorrow, we get the funeral drop, we go and spin Street curfew, jail time, grindin' 'cause I ain't goin' in Low car, Ram truck, do it like I'm Jalen Ramsey Said he robbin', but he ain't take a - yet How the - you slime when you ain't snake a - yet? Sister hatin' 'cause I'm a rapper, promoters lookin' for me now The DA got the judge, wanna book a nigga now That lil' - had a pudge, she paid to move it to her behind One of my dawgs, they shot him paralyzed, the three bullets hit his spine You the type to put some money on a - head and call it off I'm the type to put some money on a - head and up the amount Soon as -, she want a check, but that shit fake, you gotta bounce Streets know that he got bodies, but you told, so it don't count Dissin', why they say that I don't say, got it back Louis V button down, covered the switch 'cause it match I'm the same lil' - from the bricks, free Lil Pat In the game, I run with - who ain't a blood to get you whacked I been talkin' to lawyers, tryna get my bros back He was solid 'til he told, then a - told back Bodies droppin' back and forth just like ping-pong Lil' bro got shot, he out spinnin' with a sling on Are they here? Who you famous Back against the ropes, don't trip out how I'm around Devin Haney You -' everybody, ain't it Why the - you unfaithful? She ain't even got shit How the - you ungrateful? Made his sis call the locksmith I thought we was locked in, bring you on the road to riches I left 'cause she ain't hop in We the type to start stories, you the type to pay the fine I look like buying a - a AP, that's a waste of time Two weeks out, I done drunk like five pints, and that's like 80 lines Two weeks out, and it's crazy Zero rung the cellphone like 80 times Free the boys I used to rubber band the money by a rack, now I do it by the ten Don't give 'em time tomorrow, we get the funeral drop, we go and spin Street curfew, jail time, grindin' 'cause I ain't goin' in Low car, Ram truck, do it like I'm Jalen Ramsey Said he robbin', but he ain't take a nigga yet How the hell you slime when you ain't snake a nigga yet? Sister hatin' 'cause I'm a rapper, promoters lookin' for me now The DA got the judge, wanna book a nigga now That lil' - had a pudge, she paid to move it to her behind One of my dawgs, they shot him paralyzed, the three bullets hit his spine You the type to put some money on a - head and call it off I'm the type to put some money on a - head and up the amount