Die Young

Old habits hardly die young
Will I die before I get to run?
My boots might keep me up with the sun
But will I end up dying young?

My surrounding is a wasteland
The person I am is one I can't stand
I left my shoes in the sand
One day, I'll return to land
Walk on me like a shag rug
While I search for answers in love
I don't understand what's been done
I just want to feel true love

Old habits hardly die young
Will I die before I get to run?
My boots might keep me up with the sun
But will I end up dying young?

Do I have any friends?
I don't see where the game ends
Do I have any family?
Do they have real love for me?
I can't stay in this place
I can't look at my own face
Why do I feel surrounded by endless tricks?
Maybe I should just take another trick

Old habits hardly die young
Will I die before I get to run?
My boots might keep me up with the sun
But will I end up dying young?



Credits
Writer(s): Casey Reiniche
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