Twenty

You're holding yourself together again With  your cigarettes and your circle of friends And  you're lonely sitting in a room full of others' bodies But you're only twenty, twenty Don't hold me to such great peaks I'm  just folding in and out of this place anyway Don't  hold me to such great peaks (Don't hold me) I'm  just folding in and out of this place anyway (I'm just folding) Don't hold me to such great peaks (Don't hold me) I'm  just folding in and out, in and out (I'm just folding) Don't hold me to such great peaks (Don't hold me) I'm just folding in and out, in and out (I'm just folding) Holding on, on something Twenty comes too soon Holding on, on something Twenty comes too soon Twenty comes too soon Twenty comes too soon Twenty comes too soon