New Regime lyrics

[Verse 1]
We were hiding on the rooftop
Trying to talk ourselves down
No one really knows where we've been
They keep talking their big mouths their big mouths
We are just a different breed
The type that you can misread
You're just full of sick schemes, broken dreams
Choose a team by any means
Don't you have some place to be?

[Chorus]
We are old souls
The type to make you overdose, on love
We are lone wolves
The type to feel alone in a crowded room
We are lonely, but we are proud
We are outcasts, but we are brave
We don't need no body else

[Verse 2]
We were moving to the West Side
Trying to keep our eyes down
No one really knows where we've been
They keep talking their big mouths
Not a fan of flashy things
All the gold that fame could bring
You're a fan of ripped jeans, choose a team
Get ahead by any means
Don't you have some place to be?