Young

Feeling so upside down No sound could save me now Sad faces all around I'm lost and won't be found I spend my days holding my telephone I'm terrified of never going home Buried my feelings deep inside my soul And if I'm so young why do I feel so old? Why? Oh, why? Tell me why Tell me why See, I'm not scared of dying But I'm scared of not living right Oh, what's the point in trying I should just be getting high Tonight, like my friends Alone with myself Falling out of love again 'Come on, it's the weekend' Oh, so they said But this shit won't make me feel any better in the end Oh Oh no, it won't Oh yeah An optimist turned realist Who's nothing but a pessimist Man, I'm getting sick of this But, hey Maybe it's true, what they say I'm young, it's a phase Oh, I'll bloom someday And my lungs will deflate Eventually Oh, eventually (The time of your life is now, can't you see it?) See, I'm not scared of dying But I'm scared of not living right Oh, what's the point in trying When all my dreams are fading out Of sight, oh well Here we are, again Don't know where my passion's been But my head's in the sand Cause I'm scared of trying Yeah, I'm scared of realising I've come to a dead end (Don't let go, your time is yet to come) Oooh, I'm scared Oooh, yeah I, I I'm young, I'm young It's a phase I I'll bloom someday (Don't let go, your time is yet to come) (Don't let go, go, yeah) (I said don't let go, your time is yet to come)