leaning on you this way
My teenage war makes me feel alive but tears us in two
Are you counting on me to the end?
Can I count on you in the end?
I think it’s right before your eyes, telling you how much we’ve always been
alive
I’m falling to pieces, I’m scared to be the same
I’m falling from the grip I made
I’m falling to pieces, too scared to be the same
I never wanted to leave this way but I’ll rise up again one day
I wish we were back leaving it all one breath
My teenage war