I need to find my addictionI need a break from
We all tried to save the dayBut the sun went
Another day like this will kill meHere's to hope when
I need to bite the bullet, it's foolproofWhat the hell
In my bedroomI can hear youWe can all hear the
Judgment day or so they sayWill you rise up now?Disenchanted
We're out on our ownThere's nobody hereWe've tried not to
Somebody shoot the guardsTurn back we've come too farWings made
Questions that we need to knowThat you'll never findIt's the
This fledgling is ready to flyOnce againThey need some stories
I should let go of the things I've createdIt's my
They're the liarsThey can't see themselvesFor what they areAnd what
Ever get the feelingThat there's somebody out thereAnd do you
A borderline frustration, maybe rooftops seem so easy to jumpA
Break downThe word can only shock youSomehowI feel like I've
» More on Kill The Young