Not yet 25, they'll be kicking down the doors
Not yet 25, too loud to be ignored
Heard it on the vine, the sigh became a roar
There’ll be gnashing, there'll be biting
And the truth won't be invited
If I write these words, could it start a spark in me?
If I said them loud, could it summon some belief?
Not yet 25 and I’m scared of coming clean
There'll be gnashing, there'll be biting
And the truth won't be invited

I know, I've changed
But I've been dying to ignite the flame
Deep down, I know it's all in vain
There's nothing left to light

There’ll be gnashing, there’ll be biting
And the truth won't be invited
There’ll be gnashing, there'll be biting
And the truth won't be invited
There'll be howling, there’ll be lying
Still the truth won't be invited
There'll be gnashing, there'll be biting
And the truth won't be invited