Negative کے بول

We're never seeking for youth Believing there's something we need Respect the honour Splashing the torment of loss Chirst our servant obeys I'm flattered He killed my only belief The negative youth We build up a chaos Asylum is not made from grace Withdraw, we're never Giving the pleasure of winning The brains are damaged flesh I'm staring Deep down to massive crowd They're sinking Now mind's an open time Drifting out of sight Trusting in servitude How come these souls are moved Now time's an open mind Negative youth Our side Now time's an open mind Negative youth Our side Refuse, we dissent Insisting our justice is freedom Remorse - injury Is not what we're going to own