Teenage Disease Lyrics - Live In Paris - Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
Surprise, you got a head full of lies
I'd rather die, than be living like you
I'm a teenage disease, born bred and desire
I was sold the sun, left out in the night
I'm a coming through, you want it, come and get it
Don't you say it's a shame, everyone in a rage
We're going to throw it away, just to live it again
I'm a total waste, I got the so so grace
You better grow yourself a smile or get out of the way
I'm a coming through, you want it, come and get it
You want it, come and get it
Surprise, you got a head full of lies
I'd rather die than be living like you
I'm a teenage disease, I'm a sun on fire
I'm gonna make you blind when you fall inside
You want it, come and get it
You want it, come and get it
Writer: Peter B Hayes, Robert L Been, Leah Julie Shapiro
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