Cade Crider - 17 Lyrics

I was only 17 lost the will to write
Lost the will to fight
Lost the will to die
And they were all waiting for
Waiting for the right
Waiting for the right
Waiting for the right song to play song to play
Everybody looks at her
Guess they think she's prettier
Wondering what I inferred
When I showed them all the bird
Teach a class and make a stand
For your dying fairy land
And run around and scream all day
Everybody runs away
Running away from God stung a bee
Ouch
Open a bag of hands what do you see
Nothing
Listening for the sound of the ocean waves
Four different cans of songs look outside
Wow
See all the pretty girls flying their kites
Wish I could work up the courage to run away
So here it is the moment the day that you saw me save the day
You got it
You got it
You got it
You
And if you're ever feeling down you can always join the cliche
You got it
You got it
You got it
You
Go go go
Here we go
Traveling seas of old hold my hand
The open sea is my muse strike up the band
Music can save your life at least till you're 27
Regardless of how we feel we must try
To keep pumpkin man's desires locked up inside
If he finds the truth we're all doomed to go to heaven
So here it is the moment the day that you saw me save the day
You got it
You got it
You got it
You
And if you're ever feeling down you can always join the cliche
You got it
You got it
You got it
You
Go go go
Here we go
Go go go
Here we go
Go go go
Here we go
Go go go
Here we go
Land ho
Yes it is I
The pumpkin man
How are we to serve you O great pumpkin man
You must find the treasure deep beneath this island
If you find it you can keep the treasure and sail on wherever you wish
If you fail
Your souls will be mine
Now calm down quiet
We must find the treasure
Lest we surely die
Listen to me I need this dream
I need to be out of my mind
When will I be more than this dream
I need something more inside
We must find the treasure
Lest we surely die
Listen to me I need this dream
I need to be out of my mind
When will I be more than this dream
I need something more inside
Now do the troll stomp