Текст Sloan – 44 Teenagers

You don’t need us to tell you what to do
Remote control your fate as it bears down upon you
Secrets reveal themselves outside the lines
Calling the names out of who puts in the time

Just the other day
I was reminded of the many ways Gord Downie died
I see a kid in my head
Who will be seeing red
Until his anger
Yields to pride

Me and my very own
Were in Barilko’s home
Where several thousands
Said their goodbyes

Carrying all the winnings
You never lost any games
Sometimes it’s unforgiving
And there’s a lot to gain

44 teenagers
Thinking about a master plan
To digitally download
A handmade box
Just to divvy it up
Between them

They don’t need us to tell them what to do
They’re voluntold by a blackhole catch 22
Thunderstorm teenangels merked by the weights of their world
Now they’re just beginning to drive this train

Climbing out of the teenage
Welcome back to round two
Every day is a blank page
Turnin’ faster than you
Climbing out of the teenage
Welcome back to round two

Every day is a blank page
Turnin’ faster than you
Climbing out of the teenage
Welcome back to round two

Every day is a blank page
Turnin’ faster than you…