Virgins, *****.
Same broken hearts.
Swimming in oceans of doubt.
Life has a toll.
Live it full, including the wounds,
the rush of blood

We are living off our parents.
These ******* up there are to blame
Uncertainty all over the place.
Perpetual children - but below the waist
Lies the real crux of it
We crave the sea
We have the waves, the flames

Our life is shiny like a new razor
Who is going to stop us?
We'll seize the sky
We'll **** a lot, let him take my heart
Drunk demi adolescents in a night bus
We carry risk in each step we take
But we have no time for death

You can't spare us from the danger
Because life is a gamble.
And we have to stitch our souls
We are eternal, and we are now.
There are strings of fate uniting us all.

Made of plush, steel, waste and skin.
Bleeding profusely.
Made of pills, wonder and people like me.