Beach Slang and Quiet Slang - Young Hearts (Quiet Slang) [Acoustic]

This nothing town
Is filled with wild boredom
A battleground
Rumbling like a war drum now

It gave us guts
It made us saints of danger
It woke us up
It made write to save us now

The gutter's alive
With young hearts tonight
The gutter's alive
With young hearts tonight

The nowhere kids
The restless and forgotten
We never fit
It's been our bravest weapon

The gutter's alive
With young hearts tonight
The gutter's alive
With young hearts tonight

It made us saints of danger
It made us saints of danger
It made us saints of danger
It made us saints

Written by:
James Alex Snyder

Publisher:
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing

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