It’s a full moon tonight and so I’m running wild
The anticipation of actually feeling real makes me so very sick and tired
They took a picture of me holding a daisy
And they put it in the newspaper
But machines can be so very judgemental
And I’m not sure if I’m strong enough
You don’t know what I’ve done
I killed myself when I was young
When I was young
You don’t know what I’ve done
I killed myself when I was young
I try and explain myself but all that comes out is distortion
I suspect that’s where all of these awful, awful dreams are coming from
But all of this is no less real than religion
And I’m quite certain the devil lives in heaven
And Peter Pan wants to grow and be a man
And I wish all the wolves weren’t disguised as lambs
You don’t know what I’ve done
I killed myself when I was young
When I was young
You don’t know what I’ve done
I killed myself when I was young
I disguised myself as myself
But what I wish for you to perceive me as I’m not dead just an absence of life
And I’ve never been the type to think twice
I am the perfect hero of hamlet and ratio, but I don’t belong to you anymore
And if you keep me nailed to the floor
Oh I’m gonna break down every fucking door
You don’t know what I’ve done
I killed myself when I was young
When I was young
You don’t know what I’ve done
I killed myself when I was young
When I was young, oh
When I was young
When I was young
