Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wild Youth
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Conor O'Donohoe
Songwriter
Chris Moncrieff
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jacob Bitove
Producer
Phil Magee
Producer
Lyrics
I watch my life play out behind a screen.
Try squeeze another drop of dopamine.
Oh why, oh why
Glued to the news but nothing seems to change. Same shit But just another different strain
Oh why, oh why
throwing fuel on the fire, to watch it burn our desire.
It’s hard to believe in love.
When I don’t believe in any old Jesus.
I don’t believe in leaders, preachers , dancing on the tv fucking your freedom. They don’t believe in us, they consider us as normal people.
I know we’re so punch drunk.
Stuck in a modern colosseum.
Woke kids at 2am out of there minds.
Children with guns and cities bombed at night.
Oh why , oh why.
Parents are worried bout another meal.
Speeding and no one’s at the steering wheel.
Oh why , oh why
throwing fuel on the fire, to watch it burn our
desire.
It’s hard to believe in love.
When I don’t believe in any old Jesus.
I don’t believe in leaders, preachers , dancing on the tv fucking your freedom. They don’t believe in us, they consider us as normal people.
I know we’re so punch drunk.
Stuck in a modern colosseum.
Another shooting in America
Another war staring ahead of ya
And all the lies there feeding ye
Another fall from grace in the mediaaaaa
It’s hard to believe in love.
When I don’t believe in any old Jesus.
I don’t believe in leaders, preachers , dancing on the tv fucking your freedom. They don’t believe in us, they consider us as normal people.
I know we’re so punch drunk.
Stuck in a modern colosseum.
Written by: Chris Moncrieff, Conor O'Donohoe
