#35 : Keaslian Terakhir

Fall Out Boy - The Last Of The Real Ones

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 damn city thinks it needs you
 But not as much as I do
 As much as I do, 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
 You never walk away from
 You're just the last of the real ones
 You're just the last of the real ones
 You're just the last of the real ones
 (You're just the last of the real ones)
 You're just the last of the real ones
 (You're just the last of the real ones)
 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
 You never walk away from
 You're just the last of the real ones
 You're just the last of the real ones
 You're just the last of the real ones
 (You're just the last of the real ones)
 You're just the last of the real ones
 (You're just the last of the real ones)
 You're just the last of the real ones

 I'm here at the beginning of the end
 Oh, the end of infinity with you

 I'm here at the beginning of the end
 Oh, the end of infinity with you
 I'm done with having dreams
 The thing that I believe
 Oh, you drain all the fear from me
 I'm done with having dreams
 The thing that I believe
 You drain the fear from me

 

 '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
 You're just the last of the real ones
 You're just the last of the real ones
 You're just the last of the real ones
 (You're just the last of the real ones)
 You're just the last of the real ones
 (You're just the last of the real ones)
 You're just the last of the real ones