Age Sixteen

Peter Pan Complex
[kris]wake upwe spend these daysrestless and waitingthose nights i spent climbing through windowsthey got me nowhereand all of those things that i wantedan insatiable lust for young fleshi lost my youthful innocence so long agoso how sincere are your advances?and how sincere are my replies?anybodys can fill this holemy God, this winter is killing me!this cold air stings my faceit chills me down to the boneleaving my bed has become a choreand i don't know how much longeri'm gonna lasti long for the warmth of the springand its promises of better thingscoming into my lifesaying farewell to this coldhas never felt so goodSongtextebut the days are getting longerand i still think fondly of these days pasttime spent thinking of youand the scent that's stained my memoriesa metallic kiss was all i could offerbut the weight is gone"the season of singing has come"all those words i wrote were for youbut you don't deserve themand i'd take them back if i couldbut i can't control this pen in my handand i can finally see thati don't need you[justin]how can i smileand dream awake?this future of wonder, of youfrom under a dream to ensue and removetip toe behind trees to a night i can't forgeti'll medicate my optionsanything to kill regret Aus Songtexte Mania