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Artiste : Bryce Vine
Titre : Yea Yea Yea
On a night like this anything is possible
Dance all night or end up in the hospital
One more song, don´t stop till the cops are called
Yea yea yea, yea yea yea

Speed it up little faster
Break strings and stomp the telecaster
Inside my mind it´s a disaster
Yea yea yea, yea yea yea
I failed to pass an education
Fed lies to strive for innovation
Still self prescribe the medication
Yea yea yea, yea yea yea

The science says that I´m disturbed
The sirens are all that I heard

On a night like this anything is possible
Dance all night or end up in the hospital
One more song, don´t stop till the cops are called
Yea yea yea, yea yea yea

So fucked up I don´t need any alcohol
Still up right I achieved the impossible
Sugar Cult, I´m bouncing off the walls
Yea yea yea, yea yea yea

Speed it up a little faster
Black boots and jackets with the patchwork
No, I´m not the only party crasher
Yea yea yea, yea yea
I´m still drunk in the back of an ambulance
Code blue is the only consequence
Been told too many times
I need to chill but I´m rolling the dice

The science says that I´m disturbed
The sirens are all that I heard

On a night like this anything is possible

Dance all night or end up in the hospital
One more song, don´t stop till the cops are called
Yea yea yea, yea yea yea
So fucked up I don´t need any alcohol
Still up right I achieved the impossible
Sugar Cult, I´m bouncing off the walls
Yea yea yea, yea yea yea

I just need an invitation
I´ll be there, no hesitation
You´re the medication
Yea yea yea, yea yea
Speed it up a little faster
Break strings and stomp the telecaster
I´m high as fuck, I´m sorry pastor
Yea yea yea, yea yea yea