Blow Up The World - whenyoung

Sit thinking of blood and wine

Red roses won’t get you to sleep-in faster

Cold evenings with dicey cries

Afraid that the memory’s aren’t lasting

I’m counting the days 'til summer

I can’t wait 'til the nights are shorter, cause I

Just want to be young and free

Why can’t you come home with me?

So blow up the world

Break it in pieces

It will keep turning round

Vacant and useless

They’re sitting with broken hearts

Eyes shut but they say it’s a celebration

Remember them while you can

Flies fitting 'til nothing will mean anything

The next war will be really something

We’ll get all the things we’ve always dreamed of

Pleading with the red rose deal

Why can’t you come home with me?

So blow up the world

Break it in pieces

It will keep turning 'round

Vacant and useless

So blow up the world

Break it in pieces

It will keep turning 'round

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh

Oh-oh oh, oh-oh oh

Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh

Oh-oh oh

So blow up the world

Break it in pieces

It will keep turning 'round

Vacant and useless

So blow up the world

Break it in pieces

It will keep turning 'round

Blow up the world

Blow up the world

Vacant and useless

Blow up the world

Blow up the world

It will keep turning 'round