Texty: Frightened Rabbit. The Winter of Mixed Drinks. Skip The Youth.

And I've been digging that hole tonight
On my knees, beneath the moon
All I need is a place to lie
Guess a grave will have to do

Won't you give me two minutes, please?
Just let me cover my eyes
All the hammer and scrape
Has been chippin' away
At the luster of life

So I
(Move, move)
I would but I am so tired
(Move, move)
If I can't shake myself
I can't dance with you

Though my body is far from old
I'm bound to useless youth
And I can't fake a fist to throw
Through the crust of the Earth

If you find me, don't wake me
I can't be shaken awake
If you don't stare at the dark
If you never feel bleak
Life starts to lose it's taste

So I
(Move, move)
I would but I am so tired
(Move, move)
If I can't shake myself
I can't dance with you

(I hear drums)
The worn-out beat of a tired heart
(You are young)
If this is the prime of life
I wish I could skip the blasted youth

Skip the youth, it's aging me too fast
Skip the youth, it's aging me too much
Skip the youth, it's aging me too fast
Skip the youth, it's aging me too much

Skip the youth, it's aging me too fast
Skip the youth, it's aging me too much
Skip the youth, it's aging me too fast
Skip the youth, it's aging me too much

Skip the youth, it's aging me too fast
Skip the youth, it's aging me too much
Skip the youth, it's aging me too fast
Skip the youth, it's aging me too much

Skip the youth, it's aging me too fast
Skip the youth, it's aging me too much
Skip the youth, it's aging me too fast
Skip the youth, it's aging me too much

Skip the youth, it's aging me too fast
Skip the youth, it's aging me too much
Skip the youth, it's aging me too fast
Skip the youth, it's aging me too much