Young Blood (Live) (BBC Radio 1 Live Lounge)

Young Blood (Live) (BBC Radio 1 Live Lounge)
We're all young and naive still
We require certain skills
The mood, it changes like the wind
Hard to control when it begins

The bittersweet between my teeth
Trying to find the in-betweens
Fall back in love eventually
Yeah
Yeah
Can't help myself but count the flaws
Claw my way out through these walls
One temporary escape, feel it start to permeate, yeah
We lie beneath the stars at night, our hands gripping each other tight
You keep my secrets, hope to die
Promises, swear them to the sky
As it withers, brittle it shakes
Can you whisper, as it crumbles and breaks?
As you sh-sh-s-shiver, yeah, count up all your mistakes, yeah
Pair of forgivers, let go before it's too late
Can you whisper?
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