19

Can we turn this off?

Can we put it away for another time?

Because your silence is hard

Because unspoken words are bliss to me

And you're out of touch

And you cannot find a way to me

And it’s all, it's you

We'll find another way to be

Don’t you tell me to follow my dreams

I'm only nineteen, I'll catch you up, I'll catch you up

And don't you tell me of what I could see

Your conscious has suffered enough, enough

This is a modern war

There is no reason to use any other words

You can't sit back and relax

As your boy is just calling out for you

So don't mix your words

When you're tryin’ to make it up to me

There’s a place that you've gone

And you’ll find that it's no good place to be

Don't you tell me to follow my dreams

I'm only nineteen, I’ll catch you up, I'll catch you up

And don't you tell me of what I could see

Your conscious has suffered enough, enough

So hold it down, boy

So hold it down, boy

So hold it down, boy

So hold it down

So hold it down, boy

So hold it down, boy

So hold it down, boy

So hold it down, boy