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Songtexte: Expired Youth. Where We Stand. Alive.


My hands are tied
Need a release from the outside
The world has kept me barred for too long
I have no idea, no recollection
I gotta get myself back to where I belong
What's killing us inside is our abilities to hide
From the past mistakes to those who break
It's time we feel more alive
Expired Youth