We own the night

The silent killers
Serenading the next generation with cigarettes
The wishing
Of only having to wear ties and dress shirts when dressing up at 7
The yearning
To go back and remember your first kiss
The feeling
Of bass on the radio as we go down the road
To anywhere
And yes, we own the night
We’re going to break some laws and break some hearts
And you only try to stop us
Because you wish you were us
We are the walking living
In a world of zombies
We are the last stand before the final fall
We are a joyride away from suicide
And a heart attack away from Harvard
We own the tomorrow
We own today
We own the night