Twenty - Dehd

You’re holding yourself together again

With your cigarettes and your circle of friends

And you’re lonely sitting in a room full of others' bodies

But you’re only twenty, twenty

Don’t hold me to such great peaks

I’m just folding in and out of this place anyway

Don’t hold me to such great peaks

(Don't hold me)

I’m just folding in and out of this place anyway

(I'm just folding)

Don’t hold me to such great peaks

(Don't hold me)

I’m just folding in and out, in and out

(I'm just folding)

Don’t hold me to such great peaks

(Don't hold me)

I’m just folding in and out, in and out

(I'm just folding)

Holding on, on something

Twenty comes too soon

Holding on, on something

Twenty comes too soon

Twenty comes too soon

Twenty comes too soon

Twenty comes too soon