Hormone

Who made youth the excuse to be - Stitched to the visions of quantity? Who made youth the excuse to be afraid? Your freedom fails with blindness Like a business man with no lies left Like a - City man with no desire left There's no time left Youth Is it my excuse? In the heat under the covers Is where I'll find my truth Youth Is it my excuse? "Youth is your excuse" they say "Keep hiding in your home" "Hormones keep you up at night - It's what makes you feel alone" "Youth isn't our excuse!" We cry "Exile is our home" The whore moans in the dead of night It's what makes us feel alone Youth Is it my excuse? In the heat under the covers Is where I'll find my truth Youth Is it my excuse? Your freedom fails with blindness My hormones keep me desiring Your moan it's music It's timeless There's no t-time left Youth Is it my excuse? In the heat under the covers Is where I'll find my truth Youth Is it my excuse? Like a business man with no lies left Like a city man with no desire left Like a Like a Like a Like a youth.