Rejects of this cruel, brief chaos Lost souls come home We've been waiting for you
One touch is too much Set us off now we're rough Slam with us With the boys on the hill Please, please, never tease Rebel crew, slam with ease Slam with us With the boys on the hill
Times are changing, youth is raging Sanction's dying, and we're rising Above love
Red walls
One touch is too much Set us off now we're rough Slam with us With the boys on the hill Please, please, never tease Rebel crew, slam with ease Slam with us With the boys on the hill
We drive around and we don't even know Where we're going all we know is that we Don't need a reason, to drive around And we don't even know where we're going All we know is that we don't need a reason I walk around and I don't even know what I'm Saying all I know is that I'm losing my reason