Me: *ascolta golden days*

Urie: in the summertime

Mom: in the summir tuunz

Me: ....

Me: aspetta, cosa?

Urie: Oh don't you wonder when the light begins to fade?
And the clock just makes the colors turn to grey
Forever younger growing older just the same
All the memories that we make will never change

Mom: oh dunt u windev pen de ten bigs a fide
und clak jast mike the culor oldwa de simon
oll the miorioni ratatat we mike wuol nevah change

Me: ...

Me: cos-

*later*

Urie: gOOOOoooooOOOOLDEEEEN DAAAAAaaaAAAAYS

Mom: gOOOLDEN GAAAAAaaaaAAAYS

Me: ....

Me: no, seriamente, aspetta.