Текст Bastille – Winter Of Our Youth

«So the question is, why doesn’t he grow up
Why does he still behave as a child
How can we help him get rid of these
leftovers from childish behavior»

This is the winter of our youth
Oh but I’m not there yet
I’ve got nostalgia running through me
And I don’t like it

Oh my, my, my, my
Now I can almost taste it, taste it
But I just hope we didn’t waste it away

I know the winter’s getting colder
But why, just ’cause we’re a little older
Do I relive it, I relive it all?
Oh, I’m pedaling backwards
Even if I’m pedaling alone
Can’t help it
I relive it, I relive it all

It’s 4AM here comes the fear
I’m not prepared yet
And when we pick over the past we glorify it

Oh my, my, my, my
I hope I wasn’t wasted, wasted
I hope I didn’t drink it away

I know the winter’s getting colder
But why, just cause we’re a little older
Do I relive it, I relive it all?
Oh, I’m pedaling backwards
Even if I’m pedaling alone
Can’t help it

I let myself bathe in the past for way, way, way too long
And now it seems that I’ve drunk too much to give you what you want

I know the winter’s getting colder
But why, just cause we’re a little older
Do I relive it, I relive it all?
Oh, I’m pedaling backwards
Even if I’m pedaling alone
Can’t help it
I relive it, I relive it all

Can’t help it
I relive it, I relive it all
Can’t help it
I relive it, I relive it all
Oh, I’m pedaling backwards
Even if I’m pedaling alone
Can’t help it
I relive it, I relive it all