The kids are fine, they're just tired of losing
They hide in basements from the constant abuse
And they look for life in a lightning storm
They're just trying to feel alive
Well they're fine, they're just searching for something
A little more than that same old nothing
They're out here like a tidal wave
Been crashing their whole lives
Heart broken sound of a whole generation
Drowned out by a jukebox playing loud
Kerosene, we'll burn like kerosene
They won't make it till tomorrow
Tonight we'll let them dream
Kerosene, we'll burn like kerosene
They're sick and tired of the sorrow
Tonight we'll set em free
Tonight we'll let em dream
I'm fine, I'm just tired of questions
So sick of the life suggestions
Stop asking what my postgrad plans are
The thought it freaks me out
I'm good, I was just hoping for better
So tired of this angry weather
Heard it said that the sun will come
But I still have my doubts
Kerosene Video (MV)
Performed By: Reckless Serenade
Length: 3:21
Written by: Corydon Bowie Brent, 40%, BMI, Mark Robert Neidhardt, 25%, Matthew Salvatore Ruggiero, 15%, Nicholas Anthony Sochan, 5%, Steven Michael Zeiss
Reckless Serenade - Kerosene Lyrics
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The kids are fine, they're just tired of losing
They hide in basements from the constant abuse
And they look for life in a lightning storm
They're just trying to feel alive
Well they're fine, they're just searching for something
A little more than that same old nothing
They're out here like a tidal wave
Been crashing their whole lives
Heart broken sound of a whole generation
Drowned out by a jukebox playing loud
Kerosene, we'll burn like kerosene
They won't make it till tomorrow
Tonight we'll let them dream
Kerosene, we'll burn like kerosene
They're sick and tired of the sorrow
Tonight we'll set em free
Tonight we'll let em dream
I'm fine, I'm just tired of questions
So sick of the life suggestions
Stop asking what my postgrad plans are
The thought it freaks me out
I'm good, I was just hoping for better
So tired of this angry weather
Heard it said that the sun will come
But I still have my doubts
They hide in basements from the constant abuse
And they look for life in a lightning storm
They're just trying to feel alive
Well they're fine, they're just searching for something
A little more than that same old nothing
They're out here like a tidal wave
Been crashing their whole lives
Heart broken sound of a whole generation
Drowned out by a jukebox playing loud
Kerosene, we'll burn like kerosene
They won't make it till tomorrow
Tonight we'll let them dream
Kerosene, we'll burn like kerosene
They're sick and tired of the sorrow
Tonight we'll set em free
Tonight we'll let em dream
I'm fine, I'm just tired of questions
So sick of the life suggestions
Stop asking what my postgrad plans are
The thought it freaks me out
I'm good, I was just hoping for better
So tired of this angry weather
Heard it said that the sun will come
But I still have my doubts
Writer: Corydon Bowie Brent, 40%, BMI, Mark Robert Neidhardt, 25%, Matthew Salvatore Ruggiero, 15%, Nicholas Anthony Sochan, 5%, Steven Michael Zeiss
Copyright: Lyrics © WHIRLED MUSIC PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © WHIRLED MUSIC PUBLISHING