Bullets & Octane When We Were Young
We invaded California back in ′99
A sonic revolution in the sand of time
In songs, we live forever when we die
Could you blindly believe what you've sacrificed?
To choose a certain path of certain death over society′s lies
I've seen your scars, it's time to show you mine
When we were young
We swore we would never give up
So scream at the top of your lungs
f..ck you society
And f..ck the world
I still believe
The promise of a better day has come
When we were young
Our dreams were the rising sun
We lived in the songs we sung
We are the Kings and Queens
The rebels born of Anarchy
A legacy, like bullets from a gun
When we were young
When we were young
Could it really be a battle if it′s what you love?
Would it really be a passion if you just gave up?
Or is glory just a state of mind?
Are you willing to bleed?
Are you ready to die?
Can you practice what you preach when opportunity strikes?
Be remembered as a legend or forgotten from the compromise
We′re crossing over enemy lines
When we were young
We swore we would never give up
So scream at the top of your lungs
f..ck you society
And f..ck the world
I still believe
The promise of a better day has come
When we were young
Our dreams were the rising sun
We lived in the songs we sung
We are the Kings and Queens
The rebels born of Anarchy
A legacy, like bullets from a gun
When we were young
When we were young
If what you want feels like losing a war
Then it must be something worth fighting for
When we were young
And on that day you find your rising sun
Like piercing bullets from a long awaited gun
Like you dreamed
When we were young
