Stay young,
And at the top of our lungs.
Our hands are free,
Our lives have just begun!
It’s getting dark, we should go back,
But what’s the use if what you love is what you have?
And I could die right now,
For something beautiful to take me somewhere else.
Oh, I try
But I can’t calm down,
As I drag myself along these severed hands (these severed hands),
Are doing the very best they can.
I’m gonna buy a cheap bouquet before it dies on the display.
Gonna break down,
Break down the better side of me (the better side of me).
Well I know, I know
If I die young
Then we can wake up screaming in your bed
And our lungs are begging us to calm down.
And I scare myself with all that talk of severing,
Doing the best or so it seems.
You’ve been mistaken,
Your finger is on the scale.
Burn like you never have before,
Stop, drop and roll don’t work in hell,
So what if I forget regret?
So what if I,
So what if I forget regret?
I want you to know that I,
That I’ve wrote this line a thousand times!
Forget regret!
This must be the way it ends.
Calm down!
As I drag myself along these severed hands (these severed hands),
Are doing the very best they can.
As I drive my car into the sea,
I taste you like a,
A hammer through my teeth.
Will someone tell me what it means
To be alive?
It feels just like the feeling when you die.
Oh, alright,
I’m dead and I don’t care if it’s cold outside anymore,
So come on,
Let’s have some fucking fun!
