[ Featuring Bobby Lindsey, AN.AR.CHY ]
Fist fight, black lights
No slowing down til the sun starts to rise
Rolling all night
Give me a face so my tongue will be tied
I'm not coming home
Til I come down on my own
We are the young, we are the young
Breaking down the walls just to have fun
Nobody tells us how things done
And will keep fighting
Black outs, lost lives
Don't even care if we live or we die
I won't call, I won't write,
I'll take it all until I suck you all dry