Lostprophets - Rooftops [Liberation Transmission] Lyrics
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Rooftops [Liberation Transmission]
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What Are The Lyrics For Rooftops [Liberation Transmission] By Lostprophets?
When our time is up
When our lives are done Will we say we've had our fun Will we make a mark This time Will we always say we tried Standing on the rooftops Everybody scream your heart out Standing on the rooftops Everybody scream your heart out Standing on the rooftops Everybody scream your heart out This is all we got now Everybody Scream your heart out All the love I've met I have no regrets If it all ends now, I'm set Will we make a mark This time Will we always say we tried Standing on the rooftops Everybody scream your heart out Standing on the rooftops Everybody scream your heart out Standing on the rooftops Everybody scream your heart out This is all we got now Everybody Scream your heart out Standing on the rooftops Wait until the bombs drop This is all we got now Scream until your heart stops Never gonna regret Watching every sunset We'll Listen to your heartbeat All the love that we found Standing on the rooftops Wait until the bombs drop This is all we got now Scream until your heart stops Never gonna regret Watching every sunset We'll listen to your heartbeat All the love that we found Scream your heart out Scream your heart out Scream your heart out Scream your Standing on the rooftops Everybody scream your heart out Standing on the rooftops Everybody scream your heart out Standing on the rooftops Everybody scream your heart out This is all we got now Everybody scream your |
Who Wrote Rooftops [Liberation Transmission] By Lostprophets?
David Allan Stewart, Patrick Anthony Seymour, Richard G. Feldman
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