Anger ain't an old man's game
Well I never wanted to play
Only ever wanted a pretty place
To see the end of my days
We never changed
What's in our brains
We never changed
What's in our veins
Still finding solace in city streets
With this ringing in my ears
Sucking up pride and spitting out
My hate right through the years
Youth is wasted on the young and wisdom on the old
Well either one only comes with broken f*cking bones
Haunting the places that we never changed