Being Young

You can lead me to the water
But you cannot make me drink
For all the songs and daughters
You can’t tell em what to think

Kick me down, and boot me, pull the trigger shoot me
Flip the switch, and execute me
Don’t rebuke me through for being young
When did that get cursed? Oh, what else could be worse?

I could be blamed for every evil in this world I’ve every one
Taken Hostage, held for ransom at the wrong end of a gun

Kick me down, and boot me, pull the trigger shoot me
Flip the switch, and execute me
Don’t rebuke me through for being young
When did that get cursed? Oh, what else could be worse?