Lullaby - Young Guns

Like a marionette hanging from its strings

You live you love you dance but it’s not real

So take a bow

Emaciated little thing

Cos you finally have the audience you need

Thinking back to your mother’s lullabies

How you dreamed of drifting free across the sky

Now you drag

Your approximated cut-out wings

Show the fractures in your perfect porcelain

Don’t waste your life away

A black heart’s a noose

So cut your strings and come down

I feel a different way

You see bruise I see bloom

In everything you hear sound

Like a Roman candle flickering

Oh how easily our dreams are extinguished

And I know

That you can’t forget if you can’t forgive

All the pain I see you burden yourself with

Don’t waste your life away

A black heart’s a noose

So cut your strings and come down

I feel a different way

You see bruise I see bloom

In everything you hear sound

We waste our lives away

With these laments to youth

We’re all lost anyway

So cut your strings and come down

We waste our lives away

Looking for things to lose

We’re all lost anyway

In everything you hear sound

Cos the black heart in you

We’re all lost anyway

Is the only thing that I’ve found

That matters at all