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12 And 9 Video (MV)




Performed By: Third Class
Language: English
Length: 2:57
Written by: Lee Boyle, Pepe Parish
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Third Class - 12 And 9 Lyrics




When I was 12, and you were nine, I never thought I'd look behind and say that I was satisfied with my own life, after all. Well, I guess, it started in elementary school, when all the kids said I broke the rules, and they looked at me, and I knew that I was different

Please, please, don't let them kill us. Please, don't let them fill us with self-regret. We've come this far. Please, don't let them kill us. Please, don't let them fill us with self-regret

When I was 12, and you were nine, I never thought I'd be this fine, today, and notice the leaves on every tree, and the stars. Well, I don't know how it came to this, from shadowed corners to bright bliss. I stayed long enough to endure the rough of this life

Please, please, don't let them kill us. Please, don't let them fill us with self-regret. We've come this far. Please, don't let them kill us. Please, don't let them fill us with self-regret.
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When I was 12, and you were nine, I never thought I'd look behind and say that I was satisfied with my own life, after all. Well, I guess, it started in elementary school, when all the kids said I broke the rules, and they looked at me, and I knew that I was different

Please, please, don't let them kill us. Please, don't let them fill us with self-regret. We've come this far. Please, don't let them kill us. Please, don't let them fill us with self-regret

When I was 12, and you were nine, I never thought I'd be this fine, today, and notice the leaves on every tree, and the stars. Well, I don't know how it came to this, from shadowed corners to bright bliss. I stayed long enough to endure the rough of this life

Please, please, don't let them kill us. Please, don't let them fill us with self-regret. We've come this far. Please, don't let them kill us. Please, don't let them fill us with self-regret.
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Writer: Lee Boyle, Pepe Parish
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