Thursday - Stay True Lyrics
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Stay True
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What Are The Lyrics For Stay True By Thursday?
Kid, you need some thicker skin,
You don't take punches well. You're just like your old man But you're young and scared. You're weak in your beliefs And you've got so much to prove And not a lot of time Before they get to you. So please, Stay True. Yeah, you stick up for your friends And you've got a lot of heart. You remind me of myself Before I lost my nerve. I've been counting my mistakes. I can see all that we've lost And I don't want to talk About the old days. Disregard those clapping hands. They'll turn to punches when you're down. Disregard the critics' praise. They'll be the first to tell the news That you've sold your soul. Disregard those dollar signs. They'll buy the biggest house in hell Where you'll live alone. Just keep your head down, Keep your friends close, Hold fast to your beliefs And, whatever else you do, Stay True. Believe me, when I say, It's the hardest thing to do. Stay True. They'll kill you by inches. Don't let them make a move. Stay True. Look me in the eye And promise me one thing Stay True. Nothing else matters. None of this is real. Disregard the cynics' path. They'll buy a drink and laugh with you While you trade defeats. Disregard your fear of death. We've all got a lot to lose. Whatever else you do, Stay True. |
Who Wrote Stay True By Thursday?
Y, Michelle Lewis
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What's The Duration Of The Stay True By Thursday?The duration of Stay True is 7:52 minutes and seconds. |
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