No Prize

Cause there’s no prize for growing up, so why do we even give a fuck

Cause we are alone in hideaway, we could be blown into the sea

Cause we are the bright ones and we are the kings and we are the future, so let us sing

Hold up your hands and don’t give a fuck

There’s no prize for growing up

We were just playing in the backyard making new scars on the barb wire

Feeling the brush of the chilly breeze

Bloody holes in my site holding on for dear life but we can’t get it right no we can’t get it right

Cause there’s no prize for growing up, so why do we even give a fuck

Cause we are alone in hideaway, we could be blown into the sea

Cause we are the bright ones and we are the kings and we are the future so let us sing

Hold up your hands and don’t give a fuck

Cause there’s no prize for growing up

Cause there’s no prize for growing up