Youth

Born on the 9th on a Friday night into a city that was filled with gloom

Two months early, with a fire in my lungs, I was the first to leave of the two

Yeah I, I think back to that time and the million moments that flew by

And the rest couldn't come too soon

I wasted every second, now I'm

Conditioned to the memory, trying to make it out here on my own

Now it feels like it's killing me, and tonight, I think I wanna come home

Sometimes, I get the feeling like

All these roads have come to a head

I don't think you'll ever understand

All my friends are wasted, or they're dead

Can't take away the feeling that

Chasing cars on the boulevard, I was running wild without a care

For all that time, I was out of control, had an excuse for every year

Yeah I, I'm standing on the edge of time and space and memory

It's always calling out my name

I wasted every second, now I'm

Conditioned to the memory, trying to make it out here on my own

Now it feels like it's killing me, and tonight, I think I wanna come home

Sometimes, I get the feeling like

All these roads have come to a head

I don't think you'll ever understand

All my friends are wasted, or they're dead

Sometimes, I get the feeling like

All these roads have come to a head

I don't think you'll ever understand

All my friends are wasted, or they're dead

Every time I say enough is enough

But there's a switch in me I can never turn off

Maybe someday, I'll wake up okay

Give me, give me, give me relief

All these roads have come to a head

I don't think you'll ever understand

All my friends are wasted, or they're dead

Sometimes, I get the feeling like

All these roads have come to a head

I don't think you'll ever understand

All my friends are wasted, or they're dead

Sometimes, I get the feeling like