The Broken Youth

We are the rising set
We are the lost in faith
We stay the low
Your body shake
You better save yourself
soul
Rejected what is already dead
Cause you care bout the blood stains on your hands
You say we’re the ghost and you tear us apart
We are the broken youth
This is a battlefield
Prepare yourself to try to win yourself
Marching through the streets
Rejected what is already dead
Cause you care ‘bout the blood stains on your hands
You say we’re the ghost and you tear us apart
We scream the
Rejected what is already dead
Cause you care ‘bout the blood stains on your hands
You say we’re the ghost and you tear us apart
We scream the