No Mythologies to Follow MØ

[Verse 1]
Born free, hanging in the trees
And waiting for the duties coming for me
All we ever do is count the time, following something
Riddles in their diamond rings
Please cure the disease
Come on, baby, get a pretty picture of these
While the world is dreaming about gold
Digging in their holes, oh, digging in their sleepless souls

[Pre-Chorus]
You make me wanna spit on your honor
Go with the bus waiting 'round the corner
To seek the fire and my desires
"If we could all just do as they do!"

[Chorus]
Where, oh, where do we go?
Where the, where the wind blows
We’re the youth on our own
Waiting for our call
Where, oh, where do we go?
Where the, where the wind blows
Generation with no mythologies to follow

[Verse 2]
Born free, who am I to be
When nothing in the world will have to rely on me?
I remember good old times, the starships in your eyes
Now we’re just getting drunk and die