Brad - 20th Century lyrics

Well i'm swearing to god Yeah, i'm so nervous I can not feel anything Save the tips of my fingers Whenever comes Just might not be the moment Raise the roof, yeah let's get out of this My friends 20th century My friends My friends Pay attention y'all To the signs Pay attention to the questions Let the energy rise to the moment Yeah, that look in your eyes no description My friends 20th century My friends 20th century My friends 20th century My friends My friends Just a little bit farther...