Young Guns - Violet Night

Fresh statics dripping

From the television

Low light fills up the room

There’s no pretty pictures

Or colours you’ve been missing

You need something else to sink your teeth in to

Coming up up, Coming up up for air

We are young

Twisted, troubled but we’ve got each other

Let’s scream

At the top of our lungs

We’re just reckless young guns

I’ve got suspicion

But you just won’t listen

I’ll find a way to get across to you

Can’t see, blurred vision

It’s love not submission

I need something else to sink my teeth into

Coming up up, Coming up up for air

We are young

Twisted, troubled but we’ve got each other

Let’s scream

At the top of our lungs

We’re just reckless young gun

Coming up, up

We all fall down sometimes

We pick ourselves up alright

This is a generation

In need of liberation

So if you’re feeling down

Like no one wants you around

Listen I promise you’ll see

There’s someone who cares deeply

We are young

Twisted, troubled but we’ve got each other

Let’s scream

At the top of our lungs

We’re just reckless young gun

We are young

Twisted, troubled but we’ve got each other

We’ve got each other

I’ll scream

At the top of my lungs

I’m a reckless young gun

A reckless young gun