Do Whatever the Fuck You Want

Just sing like it's your last song, and drink because you can

oh and dance,

like we're all drunk and we don't even care

sing like it's all over, you could

blame me for what went wrong

but would you blame me, if tomorrow never

comes.

We will count our days in hours, while we will fill our weeks with

dreams

we will see the hand goes under, while the face will turn into the

opposite

but the failure of today, should be a lesson for tomorrow

we will

count our days, while the hand goes down.

Well spend like it's your last

month, do whatever the fuck you want

don't even think about tomorrow or the

other days to come

and when I look back from above, I'll take a look at all my

scars

and maybe I doesn't look that pretty, but I did won a hundred wars.

We

will count our days in hours, while we will fill our weeks with dreams

we will

see the hand goes under while the face will turn into the opposite

but the

failure of today, should be a lesson for tomorrow

we will count our days,

while the hand goes down.