Pockets Full of Holes

[Verse 1]
This is the peak of our youth
This is the peak of happiness
This is the time of night when Pan takes out his fairy dust
While I’ve got my pockets full of holes
Sharing my money with the floor
These are the things you adore
These are the things you hate

[Verse 2]
All of these labyrinths you built
Keeping the monsters out of sight
Am I straying too close to the sun?
Oh father, am I, am I?
Cause I’ve got my pockets full of holes
Sharing my everything with the floor
These are the things you hate about me
These are the things you adore

[Chorus]
Will I die inside before I die?
Will I die inside before I die for real?

[Verse 3]
Home where I used to belong
We lifted hands up to the sky
Singing those spooky worship songs
They made you cry, they made you cry
But I’ve got my pockets full of holes
I’ve shared my everything with the floor
This is when Peter Pan is left behind motherless

[Chorus]
Will I die inside before I die?