[Prod. Alex Chellsen/AIA]
Verse 1-
Remember when we screamed every lyric from Led Zeppelin?
We tripped on every step, running up the Stairway to Heaven
We held our youth like it was a self-destructive weapon
We were ticking time bombs in a nuclear Armageddon
We searched for a silver lining in the LA smog aligning
In the haze of youth it never fazed us the sun was not shining
We worshiped each other, never realizing our idols were flawed
We spoke each other's names like prayers lost on the ears of God
Hook-
We are
Reminders we barely survived
We are
Ghosts of people who never died
We are
Relics of what we were deprived
We are, we are, we are
Verse 2-
Nothing was golden, but we still dabbled in alchemy
Driving over 80 on I-5 in your Camry
We were church kids casually trying to embrace our depravity
We brushed our tongues with blasphemy and spit in the baptistery
We wanted to leave, steal moments like thieves, and be reprieved
To be young is to have the strength to believe
With blood on our shirts we wore our hearts on our sleeves
Our experiences only caused us to be more naïve
Now you're not who they think you are, and we're the only ones who know it:
A closet fascist hanging with the left-wing poets
You run from the hell of other people with No Exit in focus
You harvest memories to find your mind fully plagued by locusts
Your former self is imprisoned in photographs:
A child in awe of the culture on Telegraph
You howl conservative chants all the while contemplating jazz
You dream of the beach shore, but you never see past Alcatraz