[Pre-Verse]
Years
This will be the years
Years

[Verse: Matthew Koma]
The sun hits like a bullet of faith
And then suddenly I'm wild awake
Fake bliss, our apologies made
Was a enemy with no escape

[Pre-Chorus]
My hands are tied
But, now they're not
So, grab on to desire and run away

[Chorus]
This will be the years
This will be the years
The lights will all appear
This will be the years

[Drop]