Gold Kids - Postcards Are Scars lyrics

In the name of freedom I write these words in the name of a rebel youth I'll cry out for revenge We were born against and we're going to die that way watching them with hate in your eyes The glorious old days have been washed away like our names in the shore's sand but this black page will remain with you because these sentences hurt just like guns It was my turn to write the letters e-n-d in stone and throw it off a bridge