These are the things, the things we lost The things we lost in the fire, fire, fire (You said) we were born with nothing And we sure as hell have nothing now Do you understand that we will never be the same again The future's in our hands and we will

Youngbloods young hearts alike Let the fires burn inside your eyes We won't give up these memories We won't go near those cemeteries Youngbloods run free forever Forget the death that's ever nearer This life is for the keeping Youngbloods, youngbloods,

I know it can't be right When Lenin was little All the birds in the forest were singing 'Man, this is it!' But now that he's older All the sailors in the heaver are screamin "Abandon Ship" But I just smile instead Of repeating what I said

Sorry, you're so sorry Don't be sorry Man has known and now he's blown it Upside down and hell's the only sound, we did an awful job Eyes are full of desire Mind is so ill-at-ease Everything is on fire Out of rhyme or reason, everyone's to blame Children

We are young So let'€™s set the world on fire We can burn brighter than the sun Now I'm not All that you got I guess that I, I just thought Maybe we could find new ways to fall apart But our friends are back

Give me a reason 'cause I got nothing to gain Feeling complacent I cannot be contained I'm so lost and lonely now So what are we doing now? Take me away Set me on fire There's no other way Feelings you see Are so hard to believe

Walking in a winter wonderland In the meadow we can build a snowman We'll conspire By the fire To face unafraid Sleigh bells ring Are you listening? In the lane

Sacrifice all your fear Don't lose focus Because we are halfway there Inception of the end We start this fire The way we always do Hands are shaking

I be slidin' 'round with my firearm, I gotta keep a weapon I be ridin' 'round everywhere, I dare one of y'all lil' niggas to test me I keep on drivin' 'round, got me goin' through all these transgressions Shootin' niggas and foolin' 'round, won't let me

In you, don't you? I can see my baby swingin' His Parliament's on fire and his hands are up On the balcony and I'm singing Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, I'm in love I can see my sweet boy swayin' He's crazy y Cubano como yo lala On the balcony and I'm saying