Young Statues Natives lyrics

We only flock this town, with the intent to burn it down.
We only swim with you, to watch you drown.
Chalk it up, to being alone.
Sleeping with the lights on.
Somebody feeling sold out, to the pain.
A native son, not much to gain.
And you know it's all this place to blame.

I see it all ahead. We're waking up that dread.
It's climbing up my back, we know the dread.

No point to question why
what we buried in the night
can't come back to tell our lives.
And all of this time we're waiting on the night,
on the lonesome night.


Somebody feeling sold out, to the pain.
A native son, not much to gain.
And you know it's all this place to blame.
You're feeling sold out to the pain.
The only friend that will remain.

I see it all ahead. We're waking up that dread.
It's climbing up my back, we know the dread.

And it all will move, far too quickly to let you choose.
It comes quiet.