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Panic! At The Disco

Old Fashioned

 

Old Fashioned

(album: Pray For The Wicked - 2018)


Once upon a thrill from a kiss to a swill
We were swallowing the nights like we had nine lives

Dead and gone so long, seventeen so gone
Dead and gone so long, seventeen so...

We were borderline kids with a book of disorders
Medicating everyday to keep the straightness in order

Dead and gone so long, seventeen so gone
Dead and gone so long, seventeen so gone

It's the false side of hope, where believers concede
And there's only memories, when it's over

So pour out some liquor, make it an old fashioned
Remember your youth, in all that you do, the plank and the passion
They were the best of times, they were the best of times
They were the best of times, they were the best of times
Of your life

Once upon before we were brilliant and bored
Two dashes of the bitters, add some ice and you pour

Dead and gone so long, seventeen so gone
Dead and gone so long, seventeen so gone

It's the false side of hope, where believers concede
And there's only memories, when it's over

So pour out some liquor, make it an old fashioned
Remember your youth, in all that you do, the plank and the passion
They were the best of times, they were the best of times
They were the best of times, they were the best of times
Of your life

(Get boozy, boozy, boozy)
Now it looks like a wasteland
(Get boozy, boozy, boozy)
Not the way that we remember
(Get boozy, boozy, boozy)
One more sip for the past
(Get boozy, boozy, boozy)
And always tip your bartenders

Get boozy, boozy, boozy
Get boozy, boozy, boozy
Get boozy, boozy, boozy
Get boo...

So pour out some liquor, make it an old fashioned
Remember your youth, in all that you do, the plank and the passion
They were the best of times, they were the best of times
They were the best of times, they were the best of times

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