Kids - Fatherson

There’s a house on this street

That resembles my first memory

And takes me on that journey

Every time I’m walking home

It’s strong and sentimental

And reminds me of those times

When there was nothing left to lose

And no one knew of broken hearts

These kids are losing their minds (ohh)

These kids are losing their minds (ohh)

These kids are losing their minds (ohh)

These kids are losing their minds (ohh)

Now the windows are all boarded

And the sun is long forgotten

Broken glass on all the pavements

As if a big one’s going down

The reason behind all the things

I say becomes apparent

I guess our time was then

And now we’re trying to get out

These kids are losing their minds (ohh)

These kids are losing their minds (ohh)

These kids are losing their minds (ohh)

These kids are losing their minds (ohh)

And I can’t be there to fix it

But there’s rumours going round

That it’s really not your fault

(we're just killing time, killing time)

You know it’s really not your fault

(we're just killing time, killing time)

You know it’s really not your fault

(we're just killing time, killing time)

You know it’s really not your fault

(we're just killing time, killing time)

These kids are losing their minds

(we're just killing time, killing time)

These kids are losing their minds

(we're just killing time, killing time)

I think I’m losing my mind

(we're just killing time, killing time)

These kids are losing their minds

(we're just killing time, killing time)

These kids are losing their minds

(we're just killing time, killing time)

These kids are losing their minds

(we're just killing time, killing time)

I think I’m losing my mind