Don't wanna wait till the mornin' don't wanna wait till the mornin' comes you know the bigger picture changes when your colors run
I got my hand in my pocket and there's a diamond at my finger tips don't wanna wait till mornin' you and I live for this
I rip holes in my shirt there's mud on my shoes, there's sun on my skin I am brand new we shout at the cops, we howl at the moon just a matter of time don't you get it
we are the kids that you never can kill you never can kill, you never can kill we say that we won't but you know that we will you know that we will keep on
don't wanna wait fo permission we got our own fresh set of rules we take that old school fashion shape it into something new
you got your hand in my pocket you like to dance with my finger tips don't gotta wait for permission you and I we live for this you know we live for this
we are the kids that you never can kill you never can kill, you never can kill we say that we won't but you know that we will you know that we will keep on
I said, we are the kids that you never can kill you never can kill, you never can kill we say that we won't but you know that we will you know that we will keep on
lost boys, lost girls, hot tires, wild animals we won't live forever hand over the future I rip holes in my shirt there's mud on my shoes, there's sun on my skin I am brand new we shout at the cops, we howl at the moon just a matter of time don't you get it
we are the kids that you never can kill you never can kill, you never can kill we say that we won't but you know that we will you know that we will keep on
I said we are the kids that you never can kill you never can kill, you never can kill we say that we won't but you know that we will you know that we will keep on
come on, hand over the future lost boys, lost girls don't hand over the future, hand over the future
Compositores: Nicholas William Petricca, John Henry Ryan, Kevin Coulter Ray, Eli Brose Maiman, Sean Byron Waugaman ECAD: Obra #12836608