Testo While I'm Young

I'm leaving home

Left to my own devices

I've packed a bag of clothes

Doesn't matter what the price is
I'm a fly alone

Take a chance cos i cant sacrifice this

Oppertunity to hold

All the things i ever wanted since i started


And my pockets are full of books and strings

no i dont need desirable things

Im searching for the similarity
for release, for belief


This time i, i wont say goodbye ill get on the flight and go

ill be fine, this time tomorrow

but i cant help but

be reminded, i wasted my time but theres no suprises now

ive been waiting for too long


i need to

drop the past and pick up whats left

drop the past and pick up my life while im young x2