Lyrics:

Troubled souls unite we got ourselves tonight
I am fuel you are friends we got the means to make amends
I am lost I'm no guide but I'm by your side
I am right by your side

Young lover I stand
It was their idea I proved to be a man
Take my fucking hand
It was their idea I proved to be a man
Will myself to find a home a home within myself
We will find a way we will find our place

Drop the leash drop the leash...
Get outta' my fuckin' face

Drop the leash, we are young
Oh, get outta' my fuckin' face...
Drop the leash, drop the leash...
Get outta' my, my...

Delight, delight, delight in our youth...oww...
Get outta' my fuckin' face...