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Classy

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  • We're
    On our backs
    Looking up at the stars
    We
    Have a laugh
    Falling down
    Scratching cars
    Watch your backs
    Hide the knives
    I'm the fastest man alive
    We make things out of sin
    With blood and human skin
    We never see the sights
    We're out too late at night
    We
    Don't need you
    We go out
    By ourselves
    We catch the bus
    Into town
    Into hell
    Break your heart
    Break your face
    Not that much to look at anyway
    We make things out of dust
    So we can smash them up
    We never see the sights
    We're out too late at night
    Now you know what my lips think
    I'll write on your arms
    Make the words look like pictures
    And that's just the start
    Of it all
    WE'VE GOT CLASS
    WE'VE GOT STYLE
    We're on our backs
    Looking up at the stars
    We have a laugh falling down
    Scratching cars
    Watch your backs
    Hide the knives
    I'm the fastest man alive
    We make things out of sin
    With blood and human skin
    We never see the sights
    We're out too late at night
    So we can smash them up
    Da da da da da da
    WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT CLASS
    WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT CLASS
    WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT CLASS
    WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT STYLE
  • We're
    On our backs
    Looking up at the stars
    We
    Have a laugh
    Falling down
    Scratching cars
    Watch your backs
    Hide the knives
    I'm the fastest man alive
    We make things out of sin
    With blood and human skin
    We never see the sights
    We're out too late at night
    We
    Don't need you
    We go out
    By ourselves
    We catch the bus
    Into town
    Into hell
    Break your heart
    Break your face
    Not that much to look at anyway
    We make things out of dust
    So we can smash them up
    We never see the sights
    We're out too late at night
    Now you know what my lips think
    I'll write on your arms
    Make the words look like pictures
    And that's just the start
    Of it all
    WE'VE GOT CLASS
    WE'VE GOT STYLE
    We're on our backs
    Looking up at the stars
    We have a laugh falling down
    Scratching cars
    Watch your backs
    Hide the knives
    I'm the fastest man alive
    We make things out of sin
    With blood and human skin
    We never see the sights
    We're out too late at night
    So we can smash them up
    Da da da da da da
    WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT CLASS
    WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT CLASS
    WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT CLASS
    WE'RE CLASS WE'VE GOT STYLE