There’s irony in dying young
Left traumatised by death
This hourglass has just run out
No more borrowed time left

Where’s my doctor
He just passed out
Where’s my charger
Need to calm down
Grab my folder
Of my unknown gems
When my lights out
Promise one thing

If I die
Make me famous
These tracks
They’re contagious
Conspire
Whether I’ve even died
In a way
Keep me alive

When there’s no life left
Gimme CPR in the form of death
Resuscitate all my lifeless thoughts
Death’s the song I’ll write when I can’t talk
If I
Refuse to make it in time
For the folks to see what they made out of me

Bring it back
Back in the form of a song
Fuck all the social conformity ah
Cos I’m not too young to die
All it takes is a pill or a knife
But no
I’m gonna live my life
Promise me if I die

If I die
Make me famous
These tracks
They’re contagious
Conspire
Whether I’ve even died
In a way
Keep me alive

If I die
Make me famous
These tracks
They’re contagious
Conspire
Whether I’ve even died
In a way
Keep me alive