Youth کے بول

Will I wish I would have stayed? Is the other side charades? By the time I tie the braid Will it be worth the fray? When I decide to leave Will it be everything I dreamed? When I swallow before I speak Will I hate to see a different side of me? And I hope it’s just a phase Just a dull side of the blade Under the stone The cure is to be alone Go home Lock the door Put on something You’ve heard before Sink into the floor If I could go back I would have never started the war I used to soar But I don’t want to anymore When I decide to leave Will it be everything I dreamed? When I swallow before I speak Will I hate to see a different side of me? Go home Lock the door Put on something You’ve heard before Sink into the floor If I could go back I would have never started the war I used to soar But I don’t want to anymore