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Lletres: Tilly and the Wall. Wild Like Children. You And I Misbehaving.

Oh, Darci, Darci, don't look so sad
Don't let the daytime get you down
Because we will be wild like children
Once the black has veiled this sky

No pushing buttons, no telling lies
No pointed fingers trying to keep you quiet
Just you and I misbehaving
Oh, trying our best to feel alive

We won't ever let them win
When we are younger, oh, our hearts are so much bolder
The pressure is not as great
We floated weightless through the tops of trees

But as we get older oh our vision becomes blurred
And then the fog it slips right in
Now you're wondering how, oh, yeah
You're wondering how you ended up here, how you end up here

The hateful, hateful tough little boys
That move their lips whenever you're around
So smart just shouting answers
(Shouting answers)

I guess their fathers taught them well
So sit real still they've got to size you up
Don't move your mouth
They don't like when you talk

They're trying their best to define you
(To define you)
They're trying their best to keep you down
We won't ever let them win

Because this world you know it can get so crazy
All these people talk a lot
They know this, they know it all
What a drag but you know there will always be some oddball singing

Just remember to sing along, yeah, you better start singing a long
This place could be so beautiful
You just can't let them pull that cloth over your eyes
Just keep on screaming

Bop bop ba, bop bop ba
Bop bop ba, bop bop ba
Bop bop ba, bop bop ba
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Tilly and the Wall