YOUNGER BLOOD

We bang our head on walls all night
Like handprints in cement
We feel so stuck in our lives
So we wish away our time
We are just barely surviving
And we feel like products of bad timing

The boys don’t grow up they get muscles
The girls don’t grow up they act young still
And everybody here’s gone insane
We work hard to set ourselves straight
Everybody’s stuck in their own way
Tryna outgrow their kid brains

We all try to control everything
We swear we’re doomed and then we just sink
Even cars can’t drive us down these streets
Cause we’re livin’ something larger than we think
But we don’t think that much
We don’t think for us
We tidy up too much
We aren’t allowed to be messy when we’re younger
We don’t think enough
about the simple stuff
We’re too aware all of our fears have us outnumbered

We all miss where we come from
Small towns with four walls
Cause when things start to change too much
We miss our younger blood
(Youth is bliss youth is blinding)
Younger blood
Younger blood
(Our younger blood felt so undying)
Younger Blood

The boys don’t grow up they get muscles
The girls don’t grow up they act young still
And everybody here’s gone insane
We work hard to set ourselves straight
Everybody’s stuck in their own way
Tryna outgrow their kid brains

We all try to control everything
We swear we’re doomed and then we just sink
Even cars can’t drive us down these streets
Cause we’re livin’ something larger than we think
But we don’t think that much
We don’t think for us
We tidy up too much
We aren’t allowed to be messy when we’re younger
We don’t think enough
about the simple stuff
We’re too aware all of our fears have us outnumbered

I miss feeling good enough
when I had my younger blood
I miss nights I didn’t doubt myself
I’m too underwhelmed to raise hell
I just miss my younger blood, younger blood, younger blood
Younger blood, younger blood, younger blood
Feeling good enough, good enough, good enough
We all miss our younger blood

We all try to control everything
We swear we’re doomed and then we just sink
Even cars can’t drive us down these streets
Cause we’re livin’ something larger than we think
But we don’t think that much
We don’t think for us
We tidy up too much
We aren’t allowed to be messy when we’re younger
We don’t think enough
about the simple stuff
We’re too aware all of our fears have us outnumbered



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