Текст песни Blow Up The World - whenyoung

Sit thinking of blood and wine
Red roses won't get you to sleep in faster
Cold evenings with icy cries
Afraid that the memories 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
Flowers fading '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, dear
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

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