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 We're setting fire to our insides for fun Collecting pictures from a flood that wrecked our home It was a flood that wrecked our home And youth caused it And youth caused it And youth caused it Youth caused it