Young Hearts

This crummy town
Is filled with wild boredom
A battleground
Rumbling like a wardrum now

It gave us guts
It made us saints of danger
It woke us up
It made write to save us

The gutter's alive
With young hearts tonight
The gutter's alive
With young hearts tonight

The nothing kids
The restless and forgotten
We never fit
It's been our bravest weapon

The gutter's alive
With young hearts tonight
The gutter's alive
With young hearts tonight

It made us saints of danger
It made us saints



Credits
Writer(s): James Alex Snyder
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