#1
haven't put pen to paper in a while...

we all die young, we all die young
to the people we love we cling on
guilty i love yous in our head
because we didn't say it enough when they were around

and i know it's raining and you don't know what to do
it's been raining on and off since you were twenty two

and i know what you mean to say
that nothing ever really goes your way
but we all have the tendency to break

we all die young we all die young
flares burn out and candles turn into scum

and i know it's raining and you don't know what to do
and i tried my best that day not to cry in front of you

and i know what you mean to say
that nothing ever really goes your way
but even humans were built to break

remember when i told you i would trust you with everything
so don't let me die young, don't let me die young
Last edited by Dylan_ at Jun 29, 2011,
#3
finally. and with rhymes. this is like christmas
the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn