(I'm not scared of monsters, monsters are scared of me.) This feeling, my friends and my demons they're calling me out.
This feeling, my friends and my demons they're calling me out.
Live fast, live young.
play with fire, play with guns.
If they knew what we had done would they stay or would with run?
Tonight, tonight, the kids gonna be alright.
I'm searching for the voice of reason, but reason never speaks, so all these little monsters are showing off their teeth tonight.
Tonight, the kids gonna be alright.
This feeling, my friends and my demons they're calling out.
This feeling, my friends and my demons they're calling me out.
Grab the brick, grab the bottle, molotovs just for fun.
If you hear hear the sirens run, they come looking but we're gone tonight.
We're gone, the kids gonna be alright.
Slash a tire, start a fire, gun a car into a drift.
Scraped knees, ripped tees, fat lip tonight.
Tonight, the kids gonna be alright.
All the kings horses and all the kings men couldn't put the kid back together again.
From last night, that kid's gonna be alright.
Siren, siren, call your friends.
COuldn't put the kid back together again.
Last night, we're gonna be alright.
This feeling, my friends and my demons they're calling me out.
This feeling, my friends and my demons they're calling me out.
This feeling, my friends and my demons they're calling me out.
This feeling, my friends and my demons they're calling me out.
All the kings horses and all the kings men couldn't put the kid back together again.
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