Young Modern

I took advantage Of a straight believing town That tore the bandage And said, look who's bleeding now Are you listening, or are you faithless like the others? [Chorus] Long days are almost here Faded signs for you I'll been waiting all day I've been

Breathing from a hole in my lung I had no one But faces in front of me Racing through the void in my head To find traces of a good luck academy Sparks ignite and trade them for thought About no one And nothing in particular Washed the sickened socket

Underneath the shelf cracks appear in thick enamel In this lapse, excuse for wasting time I wait for signals, shooting stars I'd scrape through every branch Underneath the home I lived in I was a page in someone's book And no one asked me why The pag