Letras
We were young
We were wild
We were everything they feared
Reckless, delinquent pioneers
Subculture was the essence
The marrow in our bones
Lawless nihilistic, so cavalier
Young blood tear into the world
It's not a trend
This is a life sentence
We were the kids on the streets
Raised in shattered homes
Destitute, abandoned and alone
To those friends who went away
And tomorrow never came
We carry on this spirit just for you