Baixar Mais Tocadas: Die Young

We got London on the track / I’m in London, got my beat from London / I ain’t tryna die young, so I gotta ride with one / Stood toes down in my Balenciagas
Gather the wind, though the wind won’t help you fly at all / Your back’s to the wall / Chain the sun, and it tears away (and it breaks) you as you run, you run, you run / Behind the smile, there’s danger and a promise to be told