Youngblood

Youngblood

Youngblood

Youngblood

She's my little youngblood

Youngblood

Youngblood

Youngblood

Punch-drunken youngblood

She's a loner

Not a stoner

Bleeding heart

With the soul of Miss Teresa

Supernova

Cherry Cola

She's the cedar in the trees in Minnesota

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I'm a rough boy 'round the edges

Getting drunk, and fallen in the hedges

She's my weakness, f**king genius

Swear to god and I'm not even superstitious

Youngblood

Youngblood

Youngblood

She's my little youngblood

Youngblood

Youngblood

Youngblood

Punch-drunken youngblood

I want to hold you like a gun

We'll shoot the moon into the sun

Alright, alright

Are you stranded?

Like I'm stranded

Do you want to watch the world fall to pieces?

Are you broken?

Like I'm broken

Are you restless?

She said: "f**k you, I'm from Oakland!"

Youngblood

Youngblood

Youngblood

She's my little youngblood

Youngblood

Youngblood

Youngblood

Punch-drunken youngblood