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When I Was Twelve - Static Youth

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[verse 1 When I was twelve, I used to lie on my back Counting the stars through the attic window crack I’d hold my breath until my chest felt tight Practicing for the magic of a summer night I’d dream of a prince with a silver key Coming through the garden just to rescue me I’d wear a dress made of lace and white A nd dance until the sun broke the back of the night. [pre-chorus I was waiting for the world to start With a heavy, hopeful, beating heart... [chorus Oh, the dreams of a girl when the world is wide With nowhere to run and nowhere to hide I’m still lying here, I’m still holding my breath In the quiet space between life and death I’m waiting for the hero to open the door Just like I did on the attic floor. [verse 2 When I was twelve, I loved the smell of the rain The way the damp earth could wash away the pain I’d hide in the basement, in the cool, dark air And pretend I was a secret that was hidden there I liked the silence, I liked the cold It made me feel brave, it made me feel bold I’d lie on the concrete and close my eyes Imagining a kingdom under different skies. [chorus Oh, the dreams of a girl when the world is wide With nowhere to run and nowhere to hide I’m still lying here, I’m still holding my breath In the quiet space between life and death I’m waiting for the hero to open the door Just like I did on the attic floor. [bridge But the stars are gone... and the air is thin! And the "Prince" I found has a different skin! The lace on my dress is a crimson stain! AND THERE’S NO ONE LEFT TO CALL MY NAME-YEAH! [verse 3 Now I’m lying here on the concrete again But I’m not twelve... and this isn't the rain The smell in the air is the smell of the end And the "Secret" is a wound that'll never mend The basement door is heavy and steel And the "Magic" I felt... it wasn't real I hear his boots on the top of the stair I’m waiting for the "Kingdom"... but no one is there. [final chorus OH, THE DREAMS OF THE GIRL ARE ALL THAT I HAVE! In the hollow dark of this concrete grave! I’m still lying here, I’m still holding my breath While he walks me down to the valley of death! I’m waiting for the hero to open the door... BUT HE’S THE ONE I’M WAITING FOR!