Young Lyrics - Singles - Kins

Kickin' back in the salt & the sand 

Couldn't help bring it down to the dust & the bland 

I undid my chances 

In the heat of the moment 

I grabbed your hand & the rest, then your other hand 

I undid my chances 

I'm in the ditch 

You're right on track 

I held myself back 

To keep an eye on your back 

I need a sense of 

Dispair to go on 

Never did happiness 

Get anyone anywhere... 

Like a kick in the teeth 

Like a pain I'll never meet 

I'm livin' up my walk in the park 

Over the numb over the norm 

I can see the light at the end 

Dimming despite travelling 

We'd better get comfortable 

With these bricks, with these walls 

Could it be, carefree, considerate, eternally... young? 

You undid your chances 

I'm in the ditch 

You're right on track 

I held myself back 

To keep an eye on your back 

I need a sense of 

Dispair to go on 

Never did happiness 

Get anyone anywhere...