Profound Youth - 1:00 lyrics

(Verse 1: Tyler Luke) Shooting stars in the sky are like the bullets on earth The copper from the .40 cal stole another birth Another legend with a pen, another legend from a pen Another legend in the pen, another legend in the end You never know what it's like When You're walking through the night And you stumble round this life And you fiddle with that knife And you turn riches to greed And you turn Samaritans to fiends And you forget about your dreams Because you're focused on that green You can't remember your words You stutter on your mind to the point of where A wrong turn turns to the point of no return Why is it easier to destroy your future than to create your fate Why is it so hard to promise another minute, hour, or day They're Breaking legs, cutting Achilles, having people tripping Like Albert Hoffman's dripping on the drink you're sipping on The music is resonating in your head because it's subliminal A Sublime time will leave you on the tar like Bradley Nowell You should know well that Noel should bring people together But there hasn't been any effort to stop the gunshots in December When can we stop leaving other family members dead? Without the Smith and Wesson on your shoulders And the id screaming in your head We need your super ego to be a super hero to over come all the evil But Who know that living backwards will have you walking on needles It will have you hunted like a Beatle on the streets of New York And the voices lurking in your ears will have you going bezerk Oxymoronic that the best of best people die first But is the person on the screen the same person in the hearse? Is the person on the screen the same person in the hearse?