Testo Safety-Pinned Heart

i rolled with the upstarts traded breath on north queen street led by our emotions and the chance to mean something i curse the reverb in my ears when i get lonely and beat down by the ambition that never let me go singing for gold in this neverending wasteland turn up the forgotten revive what's been undone wide-eyed kid in wonder safety-pinned heart on my sleeve seventeen in san francisco born to shed naivety i roam the echos of my mind when i get lonely and caught up the details of to have and have not singing for gold in this neverending wasteland who knows how far i'll be when the cadence buries me i'm singing for gold glory's so fast to be sold when you live in fear of growing old and missing out on your fame and fortune