The youth are starting to change; are you Starting to change, are you?

You tell yourself It couldn't hurt

The end is just a dream

And they don't understand And somehow it's all the same

When you're low You reach a certain point Where you can't really see the point

You keep trying to wash the blood from your hands, but it won't go

Somewhere there's an honest soul To mirror teeth where neon lures troll

There's one thing left to try If you want to change your life

Spending every moment looking at their phones

When it's gone, has it gone all the way?

Don't call me nice I'm gonna eat your heart out

Someone was walking on floorboards Turned them from oak to cedar

Pieces of what We used to call home

Oh oh

I'll miss my sister, miss my father Miss my dog and my home

Silver jet plane, making a turn Exciting the brain that expects it to crash and then burn

In the afternoon

People always told me Don't forget your roots I know I can feel them underneath my leather boots

Maybe it's silent The voice can't bear anymore strain

'Round the creeks and cobble stones Of hackney lanes