Songtext von The Well

You had the spokes of your bike flanked with baseball cards Running from the streetlights to your momma's yard Stay to the end, die as friends Die Young! Die Young, we sang 'Till the well run dry Stay until the well runs dry I always thought it would end by now We're on borrowed time and don't want out There'd be theft of our youth, planned escape routes I'll take the north - and I'll take the south We can meet on a deathbed rendezvous It's a blood pack oath we never knew We just grabbed fate, we just couldn't lose I'm going down with the ship - and we are too!