We are the youth gone wild


We can write what we wanna write.
We gotta make ends meet before we get much older.
We're all someone's daughter. We're all someone's son.
How long can we look at each other, down the barrel of a gun?
You're the voice, try and understand it.
Make a noise and make it clear.
We're not gonna sit in silence. We're not gonna live with fear.
This time, you know that we all can stand together.
With the power to be powerful.
We're all someone's daughter. We're all someone's son.
How long can we look at each other, down the barrel of a gun?
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