Kids

Forget the loudest love songs we sang under your attic
They always felt too quiet
We should scream until the police shriek, Hold it down
We'll tell them: yeah, alright
Then bang the amplifiers

We're not violent
We're just some dumb kids
Getting wasted and knowing we're alive
There is anger, but it is just, it is power
The kids are still alright
We're just too high to fight

And it's brave to be polite and to wear fake leather
So, I carved your name in mine
And I thought all about how we stumble around
Until gravity sleeps and you slip and fall into me
(You slip and fall into me, you slip and fall into me)

Forget the loudest love songs we sang under your attic