Hey Kid, why you look so old?
Don't feel like you have to be anyone anymore
Tried so hard to get ahead
But something's pulling you, pulling down below
All you want to do is leave
Travel to a hill and see your way through
Over time the faces blur but the fear remains
Would you like to be believed?
Hey Kid, why you look so cold?
Has the sickness blasted through your veins into your past?
It's become the same to those who just want to believe you.
As long as you feed the urge you'll live life on your back.
from the forgotten songs,
track released March 1, 2012
Written by Rick Whelan
Luke Whelan: Drums
Derek McClure: Bass
Rick Whelan: guitar and vocals