ฟังเพลงThe Last Of The Real Ones (Milk N Cooks Remix)

The Last Of The Real Ones (Milk N Cooks Remix) - Fall Out Boy/Princess Nokia

Producer：Butch Walker/Illangelo

Patrick Stump：

I was just an only child of the universe

And then I found you and then I found you

You are the sun and I am just the planets

Spinning around you spinning around you

You were too good to be true gold plated

But what's inside you

But what's inside you

I know this whole d**n city thinks it needs you

But not as much as I do as much as I do

'Cause you're the last of a dying breed

Write our names in the wet concrete

I wonder if your therapist knows

Everything about me

I'm here in search of your glory

There's been a million before me

That ultra-kind of love

You never walk away from

Till the last of a dying breed

Write our names in the wet concrete

I wonder if your therapist knows

Everything about me

I'm here in search of your glory

There's been a million before me

That ultra-kind of love

You never walk away from

You're just the last of the real ones

I am a collapsing star with tunnel vision

But only for you but only for you

My head is stripped just like a screw

That's been tightened too many times

When I think of you when I think of you

I will shield you from the waves if they find you

I will protect you I will protect you

Just tell me tell me tell me I I am the only one

Even if it's not true even if it's not true yeah

'Cause you're the last of a dying breed

Write our names in the wet concrete

I wonder if your therapist knows

Everything about me

I'm here in search of your glory

There's been a million before me

That ultra-kind of love yeah

You never walk away from

Till the last of a dying breed

Write our names in the wet concrete

I wonder if your therapist knows

Everything about me

I'm here in search of your glory

There's been a million before me

That ultra-kind of love yeah

You never walk away from

You're just the last of the real ones

Till the last of a dying breed

Write our names in the wet concrete

I wonder if your therapist knows

Everything about me

I'm here in search of your glory

There's been a million before me

That ultra-kind of love yeah

You never walk away from

You're just the last of the real ones