Young Rebel - Emm Gryner

1:45 and I feel barely alive

I think of you in these times

Soundcheck handstands in an icicle land

Carbon monoxide hymns in your hands

Young rebel with your head in the sky

You’re never coming down, you’re never gonna die

Young rebel with your head in the sky

You’re never coming down, you’re never gonna die

And then you trace your face with some late-summer grace

Gun down all the suits in this place

If the sun comes back like a sniper in black

You know how to medicate the sadness attack

Young rebel with your head in the sky

You’re never coming down, you’re never gonna die

Young rebel with your head in the sky

You’re never coming down, you’re never gonna die

Turning the page with your mischief and rage

Silent like a spy backstage

Forget the cocaine and wine because you’re much smarter live

I think of you just to save me some time

Young rebel with your head in the sky

You’re never coming down, you’re never gonna die

Young rebel with your head in the sky

You’re never coming down, you’re never gonna die

Young rebel with your head in the sky

You’re never coming down you’re never gonna die

(Sing till the end of the world comes by, give us all a number while we’re

wondering why)