Lyrics

I've got a bag of youth in my backpack
If she finds out I'll be dead in the morning
Is this too real? Maybe too abstract?
I'll run fast from what I can't afford and
They're gonna find out I've got no idea
They're gonna find out I got no idea at all
You know
That I know
That you know
We're all the same, but your hair is so different to mine
If you wanna piss on a peace sign or give me a good time
I don't mind
You go to the record store to read the news
So do I, but I don't look cool like you do anymore
Like you do
The world's ended not one, but two times in the past week
I won't come out tonight, 'cause it hurts to scream, it hurts to speak
It hurts
You know
That I know
That you know
We're all the same, but your hair is so different to mine
If you wanna piss on a peace sign or give me a good time
I don't mind
Maybe it's him
Maybe it's her
Maybe you're not as straight as I thought you were
Maybe it's him
Maybe it's her
Maybe you're not as straight as I thought you were
But you said you were
Were all the same, but your hair is so different to mine
If you wanna piss on a peace sign or give me a good time
I don't mind
I don't mind
I've got a bag of youth in my backpack
If she finds out I'll be dead in the morning
Is this too real? Maybe too abstract?
I'll run fast from what I can't afford and
They're gonna find out I've got no idea
They're gonna find out I've got no idea
But I don't mind
I don't mind
Written by: Layla Borhani
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