Ripped Denim Riot

One, two, one two three four!

School bell cracks like a starting gun

Backpack heavy, but I still run Names on my shoes and ink

on my hands Making our plans in the bleacher stands Everybody says

wait your turn We kick the curb and watch it burn

We are louder than the warning

Too alive to stay in line

If the whole town starts talking Let them talk

this time

We don't wanna grow up quiet We don't wanna fade away

Put a sticker on the silence Rip it off and say our

name

Hey, hey, we are not done Hey,

hey, still too young

Friday fumes in a borrowed car

Five of us singing badly off guard We got no map and

no real plan

Just cheap rings drawn on our hands

Mom keeps calling, I let it ring For one more mile,

we own everything

We don't wanna grow up quiet We don't wanna fade away

Put a sticker on the silence Rip it off and say our

name

Hey, hey, we are not done Hey,

hey, still too young Still too young

If they write us off in marker

We will carve it into wood

All these dents inside our lockers

Say we stood where we stood

Take my hand before the morning We can still be understood

We don't wanna grow up quiet We don't wanna fade away Put

a sticker on the silence Rip it off and say our name

Hey, hey, we are not done Hey,

hey,

still too young

Still too young Still too young

Hey, hey, we are not done Hey,

hey, still too young

Hey, hey, we are not done Still too young