Young Saints

Young saints passed out and gone again
Outcold on indie and ambient
You are gone
Crapped out captain america
It’s sad that animals laugh at us
You are gone
Thinking is blinking is making a sound
You’re trying to found you but you won’t be found
You are gone
Your ex girlfriends lost pets and dead friends
Know they won’t be hanging out with you again
You are gone
You are gone
Young saints, you are gone
Young saints
Young saints wasted and gone again
Outcold on flee market medicine
You are gone
Your ex girlfriends lost pets and dead friends
Know they won’t be hanging out with you again
You are gone
You are gone
Young saints, you are gone
Young saints
You are gone
Young saints, you are gone
Young saints