Young Offender

Pictures of an image of a person who could not be blamed You are a colour and you are a number We need a sanction to see one another If I keep my distance in the season of this slender hell It`s because of the need to live off one another Go home young offender and stay undercover We`re busy running out of time (Whatever it takes, I will make you mine) I`ll take the future from your hands (All the things I`ve ever had, I can make the perfect crime) We`re strong, we do our thing Let the world cry, watch the birds sing Give me the freedom, I need to recover Words cannot heal, when a line is your lover Wind howls in my chamber like an angel (like an angel) You are a colour and you are a number Go home young offender and stay undercover