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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lucy Spraggan
Background Vocals
Samuel Preston
Other Instrument
James Flannigan
Other Instrument
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lucy Spraggan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Samuel Preston
Producer
James Flannigan
Producer
David Phelan
Engineer
Matt Kemp
Engineer
Mark Crew
Mixing Engineer
John Davis
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
She was so clever for her age
As a kid she took pride in everything she said or did
She was born as an angel, ticked every box in the list
How could someone so beautiful end up like this?
She was brought up on an everyday council estate
Had friends and family who were never too far away
Even as a kid she'd sometimes lose her temper
And if attentions being given garunteed she's in the center
School was a struggle, result of her behaviour
Excluded for the fights, a saint a few days later
Coz when she got angry, she'd flip, see red
You're too pretty for the violence, her mum always said
She had high asperations, she was chasing the dream
Until her first conviction at the age of fourteen
She nearly killed a girl just for looking the wrong way
Smashed her head so hard against the ground
She was unconscious for days
Passers by stopped to witness the torture
While she stamped on the head of a policemans daughter
No remorse for the cause of the magistrates court
It was everybody elses fault of course
What you doing with your night?
You're too young to ruin your life
What you doing with your life?
You're too young to die tonight
After that things began to slip out of grip
And her grades were failing but she didn't give a shit
She was top dog at school and all the girls were scared
And when she walked through the corridors, all the boys stared
She craved to be wanted she didn't care how
She wanted everything including this guy Ben she liked now
He was 19, liked fighting and smoking the green
He was a dealer, had a beamer, she thought he was a dream
She got his number 'hey you okay text back' Chelsea replies
It was monday they agreed to meet up on friday night
She played it cool, the whole week she wondered what to wear
She planned her jewellery, her makeup, her shoes and her hair
The days went so slow, school was so boring
But before she knew it, it was already friday morning
She was nervous and scared but in a good way
She had no idea that this was no ordinary day
When she walked down the stairs it was 7 o'clock
He was coming at 8, she had to iron her top
7: 45 came and she looked gorgeous
Rapunzel let out too early from the fortress
What you doing with your night?
You're too young to ruin your life
What you doing with your life?
You're too young to die tonight
She gets in the car, says hi, they drive off
They head to a car park where he can skin off
She gets into conversation nods and smiles
And she feels so happy and not even shy
A girl pulls up, sees Ben and screams
He puts the car in gear and gets ready to leave
This girl gets outta the car and stands in front
She screams 'thats my fucking boyfriend get out you little cunt'
Chelsea turns to Ben who just shrugs you don't believe her
She's never been scared and she's not today either
She puts her hand on the door and gets out to fight
She's angry now this bitch has just ruined her night
The two girls clash, hair pulling, fists flying
Chelsea sees blood gushing the other steps back crying
Chelsea grins coz she thinks she's won
Then she looks at Bens face who's completely stunned
Then there's a pain in the middle of her stomach
The bloods on her t-shirt, the other girl starts running
Chelseas heart thuds, panic sets in more
Looks down at the pool of blood
And there's a knife on the floor
What you doing with your night?
You're too young to ruin your life
What you doing with your life?
You're too young to die tonight
She hears tires screeching, loosing so much blood
Bens car's gone it's got a boot full of drugs
She lies there eyes wide open facing the sky
Thoughts roll outta her mind while she questions why
Her last movement and the tears she's crying
She thinks about her family as she lies there dying
She's alone on her own because of the violence
Can't hear people or friends or help or sirens
She whispers 'I'm sorry'
There's no one on the way
As she returns to an angel
And her soul slips away
What you doing with your night?
You're too young to ruin your life
What you doing with your life?
You're too young to die tonight
Writer(s): Lucy Spraggan
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