Die Young Songtext
von Dead Leaves

You′ve been worried that you'd die young
Since you turned 16
So you might as well smoke until your lungs are crumbling
You′ve been counting on your self fulfilling prophecies
Drink yourself onto the concrete
It means nothing

Cataclysmic possibilities weigh you down
And you justify breaking yourself
It's so impossible to grow
When you're lying face down in the soil

You should wait for your room to stop spinning
Before you start making life changing decisions, oh


You′ve been worried that you′ll grow old, sorry and alone
You will answer to the bounds of your tired and fragile bones
You've been killing off your taste for waking up in shame
Cleaning up all of the chaos you have made

Cataclysmic possibilities weigh you down, oh

You should wait for your room to stop spinning
Before you start making life changing decisions, oh
You should wait for your head to stop spinning
Before you start making life changing decisions, oh
You should wait for your room to stop spinning
Before you start making life changing decisions, oh
You should wait for your head to stop spinning
Before you start making life changing decisions, oh