Winter Of Our Youth - Bastille

«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 relive it, I relive it all

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