Lyrics
We are the free thinkers
the wild young things
where each different kiss
doesn't really mean anything
We are the paint on the walls
We watch the bricks as they fall
Wanna make them recognize me
for what I want me to be
I want the boom of the drums,
middle fingers in their face
The music's too good to miss
so let the fireworks fill the space
We are the paint on the walls
We watch the bricks as they fall
Wanna make them recognize me
for what I want me to be
The collision
our hearts
exploding to the beat
Connection
The art
Your story is all I'll ever need
The color
the lights
the flashes through our minds
your hands
in mine
they stay with me all my life