The Adored - Savage Youth lyrics

Time can swallow all these dreams Dreams that connect the nights to you and me These days are supposed to be the best of our lives But we get stopped and checked for knives My friends all want to be actors (But too shy to conjure words) Or hang around art schools So they spend nights with fools There's nothing else to do for savage youth Somehow "savage youth" Cla** is full of hypocrites Still getting sick on saccharin Nowhere for us to go at night Then when we gotta wake it's still not bright Blinds block the sun on our Sundays 'Cause we've been fried since Friday, in a daze Time rented out to chores My mother's arms are sore 'Cause you left us waiting on forever But we're savage youth Somehow "savage youth" Can't iron out the irony When the real criminals still talk down to me While we steal cigarettes They're stealing our retirement While we can't get a date They keep us down in Section Eight for home Home is nothing very sweet for me That's why my ignition depends on a set of car keys I wrote a ballad just for you But they still call us savage youth They're - you're - I'm - we're "savage youth"