Hold it back, getting older, I'm not some son Screaming the Lord won't ever take you, spit it out like gum The kids lucking out with guns And it's true, they won't believe in what you do They fear the youth, the want the world to keep cool Just whip your wings, I'll keep you moving Feel with your lungs, I'll keep you breathing Just whip your wings, I'll keep you moving Feel with your lungs, I'll keep you breathing Wait in gates for what they call life, they sing sick songs When they call, they want your bright whites so sing along Or be my suck love gun And it's true, they won't believe in what you do They fear the youth, the want the world to keep cool Just whip your wings, I'll keep you moving Feel with your lungs, I'll keep you breathing Just whip your wings, I'll keep you moving Feel with your lungs, I'll keep you breathing