The Secret Society 歌詞
The Secret Society - Creeper
Written by：Oliver Burdett/Sean Scott/Will Gould/Ian Miles/Dan Bratton/Hannah Greenwood
Because we're young
Because we're young
They don't think of us
They don't think of us
When summer swell suburban hell the callous heart rose and fell
We don't love or hate
We don't feel anything
We wince at the days that remain
The ghost of youth speaks so softly
To toast the death of you and I