Smell of Youth
A tale to be spoken has to end someday
We're awful kids
In the thrill of chase
We lied in the face of God
In our golden days
We're born to kill
Not to run away
Please open your eyes (look up to the sky)
All the lights are gone (it falls apart)
If this is our last (goodbye)
Goodbye
Forget about
All the things you loved
Forget your home and the people you know
Forget the taste of your blood in a bed of roses
The smell of youth, the fear of wasting time
Behind those eyes
Something you've lost is a thing you liked
Before this life is over we'll be headed home
We'll break all our promises, along the way
You know I'm scared, but I'm not ashamed (to leave you)
What else could we have done? We plead our case
Don't be offended, I'll miss the days we played
Please open your eyes (look up to the sky)
All the lights are gone (it falls apart)
If this is our last (goodbye)
Goodbye
Forget about
All the things you loved
Forget your home and the people you know
Forget the taste of your blood in a bed of roses
The smell of youth, the fear of wasting time
Behind those eyes
Something you've lost is a thing you liked
Before this life is over we'll be headed home
I think I'm lost on this road
And I'm a bit far from home
I think I'm lost on this road
And I might never get home (fall away)
I think I'm lost on this road (fall away)
And I'm a bit far from home (fall away)
I think I'm lost on this road (fall away)
And I might never get home
(Woah, where are you going? You can't leave us like that. What's wrong? Just wait. One more time. Please! Then we'll go home.)
Forget about
All the things you loved
Forget your home and the people close
Forger the taste of your blood in a bed of roses
The smell of youth, the fear of wasting time
Behind those eyes
Something you've lost is a thing you liked
Before this life is over we'll be headed home
And I'm a bit far from home
Yes I'm a bit far from home
We're awful kids
In the thrill of chase
We lied in the face of God
In our golden days
We're born to kill
Not to run away
Please open your eyes (look up to the sky)
All the lights are gone (it falls apart)
If this is our last (goodbye)
Goodbye
Forget about
All the things you loved
Forget your home and the people you know
Forget the taste of your blood in a bed of roses
The smell of youth, the fear of wasting time
Behind those eyes
Something you've lost is a thing you liked
Before this life is over we'll be headed home
We'll break all our promises, along the way
You know I'm scared, but I'm not ashamed (to leave you)
What else could we have done? We plead our case
Don't be offended, I'll miss the days we played
Please open your eyes (look up to the sky)
All the lights are gone (it falls apart)
If this is our last (goodbye)
Goodbye
Forget about
All the things you loved
Forget your home and the people you know
Forget the taste of your blood in a bed of roses
The smell of youth, the fear of wasting time
Behind those eyes
Something you've lost is a thing you liked
Before this life is over we'll be headed home
I think I'm lost on this road
And I'm a bit far from home
I think I'm lost on this road
And I might never get home (fall away)
I think I'm lost on this road (fall away)
And I'm a bit far from home (fall away)
I think I'm lost on this road (fall away)
And I might never get home
(Woah, where are you going? You can't leave us like that. What's wrong? Just wait. One more time. Please! Then we'll go home.)
Forget about
All the things you loved
Forget your home and the people close
Forger the taste of your blood in a bed of roses
The smell of youth, the fear of wasting time
Behind those eyes
Something you've lost is a thing you liked
Before this life is over we'll be headed home
And I'm a bit far from home
Yes I'm a bit far from home
Credits
Writer(s): édouard Wilson, Thomas Dilhac
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