We've got the dreamers disease  



 Age fourteen  



 They got you down on your knees  



 So polite  



 We're busy still saying please  



 Frienemies  



 Who when you're down ain't your friend  



 Every night  



 We smash their mercedes benz  



 First we run  



 And then we laugh 'till we cry  



 But when the night is falling  



 And you cannot find the light  



 you feel your dreams are dying  



 Hold tight  



 You've got the music in you  



 Don't let go  



 You've got the music in you  



 One dance left  



 This world is gonna pull through  



 Don't give up  



 You've got a reason to live  



 Can't forget we only get what we give  



 [I'm comin' home baby]  



 [You're tops, give it to me now]  



 Four a.m. we ran a miracle mile  



 We're flat broke  



 But hey we do it in style  



 The bad rich  



 God's flying in for your trial  



 But when the night is falling  



 And you cannot find a friend  



 You feel your tree is breaking  



 Just bend  



 You've got the music in you  



 Don't let go  



 You've got the music in you  



 One dance left  



 This world is gonna pull through  



 Don't give up  



 You've got a reason to live  



 Can't forget  



 We only get what we give  



 This whole damn world can fall apart  



 You'll be ok follow your heart  



 You're in harms way I'm right behind  



 Now say you're mine  



 You've got the music in you  



 Don't let go  



 You've got the music in you  



 One dance left  



 This world is gonna pull through  



 Don't give up  



 You've got a reason to live  



 Can't forget  



 We only get what we give  



 Don't let go  



 I feel the music in you  



 Fly high  



 What's real can't die  



 We only get what we give  



 You're gonna get what you give  



 Just dont be afraid to live  



 Health insurance rip off lying FDA big bankers buying  



 Fake computer crashes dining  



 Cloning while they're multiplying  



 Fashion shoots with Beck and Hanson  



 courtney love and marilyn manson  



 You're all fakes  



 Run to your mansions  



 Come around  



 We'll kick your ass in