We are young and so wrong
But we are done and moving along
The order, we suffer
They took as in for ******
We are lost and broken
But it made us strong, awoken
Our father, we suffer
You left us sleeping in the gutter
We are old and the lonely
But we are holding so much memory
The gallows, we suffer
Choking hanging ropes getting tighter
Now we are just dust and ashes
Scattered through the wind in masses
The freedom, no more to suffer
Forever we'll journey on as a drifter