Passing

Hold your fire I feel too young to die I think it always startles me How the years go by Do you remember all those Goddamn times You were too drunk to listen, but I spoke anyway You told me all those awful things I would never want to hear sober I became a hopeless man - a faker, loser Feeding off the bottom of your heart Hold your fire I feel too young to die I think it always startles me How the years go by Hold your fire I feel too young to die I think it always startles me How the years go by Hold your fire I feel too full to die I think it always eats at me How the years will go by Do you remember All those Goddamn times You were too upset to listen, but I spoke anyway. You told me all those honest things I could never bear to hear sober. I became an angry man - a toxic bastard Feeding off the bottom of your heart Hold your fire I feel too young to die I think it always startles me How the years go by Hold your fire I'm still too scared to die How could you just off yourself? Was there still too much to hide from? I know it isn't killing me so easily, But I've a right to love this life without the strife And falsify the lie I told some years ago All in sickness