How to Stay Young by The Wilde Lyrics

[Chorus: The Wilde & Natalie Sullivan]
You can have my bones and
You can have my music but you
You can have my clones and
Can’t have my soul yet
You can have my bones and
You can have my clones and
You can have my music but you
Can’t have my soul yet
Don’t panic, don’t trip
Don’t freak, don’t flip
Just breathe, grow up
Can’t sleep, so what
Stress out, hide out
A mess now, lie about it
Tell yourself it’s alright
Stay up writing all night

[Verse 1: The Wilde]
I can't say why I picked a passion in which I was sure to struggle
See myself in Harry Potter, I'm a helpless fucking muggle
I'm allergic to sports, but I always gotta hustle
And I'm good at sex and hugging, but still working on my snuggle
Bout as thuggish as a Buzzfeed blogger, sans pretension
I talk like I know but I'm filled with apprehension
Attack tracks one at a time like fighting evil henchmen
I intend to break into your mind and make you see a new dimension
Time to look inside and find the kid they couldn't kill
They can test me, stalk me, feed me pills
But I'm living summer and I'm permanently chill
If my youth is dead then this is my will
If my youth is dead then this is my will
[Chorus]
You can have bones and
You can have my clones and You can have my music but you
Can't have my soul yet
You can have my bones and
You can have my music but you
You can have my soul and
Can’t have my soul yet
You can have my bones and
You can have my soul and
You can have my music but you
Can’t have my soul yet
Don’t panic, don’t trip
Don’t freak, don’t flip
Just breathe, grow up
Can’t sleep, so what
Stress out, hide out
A mess now, lie about it
Tell yourself it’s alright
Stay up writing all night