last friday night strangers in sight just sitting here with my friends plotting the night cause all the time seems to be wasted instead as older times walk by shivers climb up their spine the looks will come and they will know that nothing is the same it s our life and it s okay what we wear or how we swear how we look or how we sound there s no changing us around it s our life it s okay no matter what we ll always have the reins we are our own people last saturday our holiday the car fits seven inside no room to stretch but in the end we always have a good time as we arrive and realize this part of town is dead turn on the lights blast songs all night we paint this town in red it s our life and it s okay what we wear or how we swear how we look or how we sound there s no changing us around it s our life it s okay no matter what we ll always have the reins we are our own people  it s our life and it s okay what we wear or how we swear how we look or how we sound there s no changing us around it s our life it s okay what we wear or how we swear how we look or how we sound there s no changing us around it s our life it s okay no matter what we ll always have the reins we are our own people 