Youth

Shadows settle on the place that you left

Our minds are troubled by the emptiness

Destroy the middle it's a waste of time

From the perfect start to the finish line

And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones

'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs

Setting fire to our insides for fun

Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong

The lovers that went wrong

We are the reckless, we are the wild youth

Chasing visions of our futures

One day we'll reveal the truth

That one will die before he gets there

And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones

'Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone

Setting fire to our insides for fun

Collecting pictures from the flood that wrecked our home

It was a flood that wrecked our home

And you caused it

And you caused it

And you caused it

You caused it