Youngblood (Let It Out) - Kids in Glass Houses

Young boy chasing his prayers upstairs

A white light a red line

And her thighs

On his mind

(Hey)

Gotta let it

(Hey)

Gotta let it

(Hey)

Gotta let it out

Let it out

Let it She was a young girl

Whispers, her prayers

Maybe, at midnight

An invite

It’s pitch black

And why why

(Hey)

Gotta let it

(Hey)

Gotta let it

(Hey)

Gotta let it out

Let it out

Let it Take me somewhere new

Take me somewhere new

And the shoes you’ve grown into

Will soon start wearing you

(Oh oh)

(Oh oh)

(Hey)

Gotta let it

(Hey)

Gotta let it

(Hey)

Gotta let it out

Let it out

Let it Young boys and young girls

Upstairs somewhere