Kids – Bvthvny

You Hold Me At Gunpoint, To Exploit
And I Let Optimism Fill The Void Now
We Drown Your Noise, With Employment
And Yet You Swim The Sea Of Victimization
We’re Suffocating
I’ve Grown Isolated From Waiving My Youth
Supposed To Be Our Salvation
You Hate Adaptation But I Hate Hesitating
So It’s Time To Tell You
I’m Leaving

I’ve Become The Parent To My Own
We’re Way Too Young To Feel This Old
We Don’t Exist For Your Benefit, Uh
For The Hell Of It, Oh (For The Hell Of It)

We’re Way Too Young To Feel This
We Don’t Exist For Your Bеnefit, Uh (For Your Benefit)
For Thе Hell Of It, Oh (For The Hell Of It)