From the recording Superbitch

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Lyrics

Young life. Young dream.
Tough kids don’t want to talk about tough things
They fall. They fight.
Decorated face live in black and white.
They don’t want to live forever
Fell in and they’re trying to break free These days all bleed together
One more might bring them to their knees

Too much, too soon.
But if it feels right, they won’t be coming home tonight.
Too much, too soon.
But not too much to lose

Young look. Young scene.
These punks don’t mess around with anything
Cold heart. Cold night.
Pretty painted visions with an appetite.
They don’t want to live forever
Time moves and they’re trying to break free
These days all bleed together
One more might bring them to their knees
Chorus