(Verse)
Young and wild and free 
And full of fantasy 
We search the summer to find the flame 
To take a shower thou is arching or its wild fire 
We try to catch the ashes as they fly away
We get waste from miles high and all of us still wanna ride 

(Hook)
And this lifter with the right child 
We ramming, it’s our fault 
It means wild eyes  
And it’s a good look, the last tram 
Bad girls, sweet talkin’ 
And they ball lies 
They use wild lies

(Verse)
Cut the road, don’t settle in 
This the guard line and  it’s come this sky lines for an offering 
Reckless ways and figure crazy become yesterday 
I got it and abandon ‘em 
I lost ‘em so long away  
Blind is, still blind it’s today 

(Hook)

(Verse)
Try to get beside the wind, clearly lost the way 
I remember still waiting me 
Swing away 

(Hook)