If Only I'd Never Die, Then Maybe I Could Live (Remastered)
You say "young and naive"
Like it's a bad thing
Describing me and my dreams
As they hang from a string
"When I was your age, out the door at 18"
"Took life seriously and I was on my way"
"I was on my way"
I guess I should grow up
Go outside and get cut
Blood red trail on the street
Following closely at my feet
I guess I should give up
Go outside and find love
Get married, share my name
For the rest of my days
But I see your face
It's wrinkled and stained
From all of the work
With no time for play
You've got places to be
And people to meet
But no time for the beauty in between
The beauty in between
I guess I should grow up
Go outside and get cut
Blood red trail on the street
Following closely at my feet
I guess I should give up
Go outside and find love
Get married, share my name
For the rest of my days
Rinse
Wash
Repeat
Rinse
Wash
Repeat
Repeat
I guess I should grow up
Go outside and get cut
Blood red trail on the street
Flowing closely at my feet
I guess I should give up
Go outside and find love
Get married, share my name
For the rest of my days
Like it's a bad thing
Describing me and my dreams
As they hang from a string
"When I was your age, out the door at 18"
"Took life seriously and I was on my way"
"I was on my way"
I guess I should grow up
Go outside and get cut
Blood red trail on the street
Following closely at my feet
I guess I should give up
Go outside and find love
Get married, share my name
For the rest of my days
But I see your face
It's wrinkled and stained
From all of the work
With no time for play
You've got places to be
And people to meet
But no time for the beauty in between
The beauty in between
I guess I should grow up
Go outside and get cut
Blood red trail on the street
Following closely at my feet
I guess I should give up
Go outside and find love
Get married, share my name
For the rest of my days
Rinse
Wash
Repeat
Rinse
Wash
Repeat
Repeat
I guess I should grow up
Go outside and get cut
Blood red trail on the street
Flowing closely at my feet
I guess I should give up
Go outside and find love
Get married, share my name
For the rest of my days
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher George
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- The Hourglass (Remastered)
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