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Throw Those Trolls Away
R.E.M.
When I was young, a year of hate
My medium, a rattlesnake.
When I was young and full of flight
My medium, evening light.
When I was young and full of grace
My medium, a pretty face.
When I was young and fever fell
My medium, I would not tell.
I will not tell.
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
(Don't be a looser)
When I was young, a year of hate
My medium, a rattlesnake.
When I was young and full of flight
My medium, evening light.
When I was young and full of grace
My medium, a pretty face.
When I was young and fever fell
My medium, I would not tell.
I will not fight.
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
(Don't be a looser)
"Can you turn the guitar up a little bit?"
When I would move
And the wind would move
And the wind would move
And I would move and
Our medium was a parachute
Our medium.
When I was young and full of flight
My medium, evening light.
When I was young and fever fell
My medium, I would not tell.
I will not fight.
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
And now I'm young and full of life
Our medium, is giving up.
Giving in.
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
compositores: William T. Berry,Peter L. Buck,J. Michael Stipe,Mike Mills
My medium, a rattlesnake.
When I was young and full of flight
My medium, evening light.
When I was young and full of grace
My medium, a pretty face.
When I was young and fever fell
My medium, I would not tell.
I will not tell.
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
(Don't be a looser)
When I was young, a year of hate
My medium, a rattlesnake.
When I was young and full of flight
My medium, evening light.
When I was young and full of grace
My medium, a pretty face.
When I was young and fever fell
My medium, I would not tell.
I will not fight.
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
(Don't be a looser)
"Can you turn the guitar up a little bit?"
When I would move
And the wind would move
And the wind would move
And I would move and
Our medium was a parachute
Our medium.
When I was young and full of flight
My medium, evening light.
When I was young and fever fell
My medium, I would not tell.
I will not fight.
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
And now I'm young and full of life
Our medium, is giving up.
Giving in.
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
Throw those trolls away
(Don't be a looser)
compositores: William T. Berry,Peter L. Buck,J. Michael Stipe,Mike Mills