Of The Young

We could be alone right now
And I know I’m in your game
I’m in your game
I wouldn’t wanna hang around here, in your game
I wouldn’t wanna hang around here
'Cause it’s a new religion
Scratching at the skin
And you can’t choose resistance
The night is always of the young
Of the young, of the young
Of the young, of the young
Of the young, of the young
Shout to me, for may just gain
And you know, but you know we can’t escape
And it’s getting late
I wouldn’t wanna hang around here, in your game
I wouldn’t wanna hang around here
'Cause it’s a new religion
Scratching at the skin
And you can’t choose resistance
The night is always of the young
Of the young, of the young
Of the young, of the young
Of the young, of the young