Try to fall in line and get it all together. All the growing pains you'll only know to live. Why we rise in when we see the people we could be. And the look in our eyes like we can never change. They call us young and dumb, some kind of heathens. Let's just run far from the feeling, here's to us. Making a getaway. Let's get so far gone, they won't believe it. Three, two, one, countdown to freedom, here's to us. Making a getaway. They throw everything to serve their own for future. While the shades of black and blue distort the fade. But we take the colors in our minds and place them in the light. And it's looking like tomorrow meant to escape. They call us young and dumb, some kind of heathens. Let's just run far from the feeling, here's to us. Making a getaway. Let's get so far gone, they won't believe it. Three, two, one, countdown to freedom, here's to us. Making a getaway. They call us young and dumb, some kind of heathens. Let's just run far from the feeling, here's to us. Making a getaway. Let's get so far gone, they won't believe it. Three, two, one, countdown to freedom, here's to us. Making a getaway.
