cast away stones in the dead of night blaze like arrows that are lit on fire as the smoke rises up in the city all our bodies are tangled and torn while the world spins until we are dizzy we want more we want more we re in the golden years don t tell me what the damage is we re in the golden years don t tell me how hard we got hit some days most days and most nights too i can t sleep worth shit i can t escape bad news nobody knows nobody knows nobody knows what i go through nobody knows nobody knows nobody knows what i turn to we re in the golden years don t tell me what the damage is we re in the golden years don t tell me how hard we got hit we re in the golden years don t tell me what the damage is we re in the golden years don t tell me how hard we got hit you re out of luck you re out of line we don t apologize we re hammers on the door we re coming back for more letting it go letting it bleed just give us what we need we re washing up on shore we re coming back for more  we re in the golden years don t tell me what the damage is we re in the golden years don t tell me how hard we got hit we re in the golden years don t tell me what the damage is we re in the golden years don t tell me how hard we got hit