Wheres your dirty mind when
You need it, you left that in your
8th grade suit, maybe some girls
Would think it cute if you put it on
Show em what youre made of, yeah
What happened to love, in its first stage
We left that when we wanted more
Now tell me what should be in store
Be adventurous, show em what
Youre made of, yeah
All this time to die, all this time to die,
Too much time to die, and i just want to die.
All this time to die, all this time to die,
Too much time to die, and i dont wanna die.
Whered you put your mind, now you need it
Havent focused in a while, and dont you
Wish that you could smile,
Try your hardest, show em what youre made of.
Try your hardest, show em what youre made of.
Try your hardest, show em what youre made of.
Try your hardest, show em what youre made of.
Do you feel good, like a sunray
Does your guitar squeak on the sheets
And do you feel incomplete, not enough sleep
Nothing nice around to eat, yeah.
All this time to die, all this time to die,
Too much time to die, and i just want to die.
All this time to die, all this time to die,
Too much time to die, and i dont wanna die.