Richey James Testo

This ain't no party
Feelin' the way I do
You're the last one of the day

Crucified by N.M.E.
Seventeen for Richey
We are the dead flowers in
Playgrounds of the rich infested

The sad & the lonely
Are the only ones with style
You're the last one of the day
(Repeat)

Too Young to die
Too Young to care
To fall in love
Too Young to die
Too Young to care
To fall in love
Well you gave it all you can
To destroy the middle class
He is suffering a perfect death

You're the last one of the day
(Repeat)