Thrill

They tell us that we’re too lost dreaming
Too busy throwing rocks at the ceiling
They tell us that there ain’t no ever after
To us the real world never mattered

We’re chasing shadows, in concrete castles
Running through the darker night
With scrapes on our knees, and rips in our jeans
Don’t matter if it’s wrong or right
We do it for the thrill
We do it for the thrill

We don’t wanna wait until the clocks runs out
Or wait until we’re six feet underground
We do it for the thrill

We just wanna live like we’ll die young
Don’t wanna grow up
Don’t wanna go numb
We’re rebel hearths like a diamond
And buried somewhere
They will never find ‘em

We’re chasing shadows, in concrete castles
Running through the darker night
With scrapes on our knees, and rips in our jeans
Don’t matter if it’s wrong or right
We do it for the thrill
We do it for the thrill

We don’t wanna wait until the clocks runs out
Or wait until we’re six feet underground
We do it for the thrill

We don’t wanna wait until the stars burn out
Or wait until the sky comes crashing down
We don’t wanna wait until the clocks runs out
Or wait until we’re six feet underground

We do it for the thrill
We do it for the thrill
We don’t wanna wait until the clocks runs out
Or wait until we’re six feet underground
We do it for the thrill
We do it for the thrill