Veins of Youth

We chase the hours that slip awayFading colors in the open air

Kids on the edge with nothing to loseTearing at pages of someone else's rulesLaughing through bruises and borrowed timeBuilding a fire from the sparks in our minds

Every promise we made in the darkStarts to unravel when the morning starts

Youth culture running through our veinsRebel hearts breaking out of the frameWe own the night like it won't come backMelancholy waiting down the trackSinging loud just to feel aliveHolding on while the moments die

We trade our secrets under street signsDreaming of worlds that we can't defineFalling in love with the wrong ideasWaking up older with the same fears

Youth culture running through our veinsRebel hearts breaking out of the frameWe own the night like it won't come backMelancholy waiting down the trackSinging loud just to feel aliveHolding on while the moments die

Time keeps stealing what we can't replaceBut we still reach for the open spaceNo turning back from the lines we drewEven when the colors start to fade through

Youth culture running through our veinsRebel hearts breaking out of the frameWe own the night like it won't come backMelancholy waiting down the trackSinging loud just to feel aliveHolding on while the moments die

We chase the hours that slip awayStill burning bright in our own way