Lyrics Young Guns - Violet Night

Young Guns

Fresh statics dripping
From the television
Low light fills up the room
There’s no pretty pictures
Or colours you’ve been missing
You need something else to sink your teeth in to
Coming up up, Coming up up for air
We are young
Twisted, troubled but we’ve got each other
Let’s scream
At the top of our lungs
We’re just reckless young guns
I’ve got suspicion
But you just won’t listen
I’ll find a way to get across to you
Can’t see, blurred vision
It’s love not submission
I need something else to sink my teeth into
Coming up up, Coming up up for air
We are young
Twisted, troubled but we’ve got each other
Let’s scream
At the top of our lungs
We’re just reckless young gun
Coming up, up
We all fall down sometimes
We pick ourselves up alright
This is a generation
In need of liberation
So if you’re feeling down
Like no one wants you around
Listen I promise you’ll see
There’s someone who cares deeply
We are young
Twisted, troubled but we’ve got each other
Let’s scream
At the top of our lungs
We’re just reckless young gun
We are young
Twisted, troubled but we’ve got each other
We’ve got each other
I’ll scream
At the top of my lungs
I’m a reckless young gun
A reckless young gun