raised by wolves

I like this bit from Voxtrot’s “Raised by wolves”. It satisifies my need for false nostalgic retrospective, over-romanticization of the past. And determinism, the sense that one is helpless against fate. I like, but don’t necessarily agree with, such lyrics. I suppose you have to hear it. I’m lame.

And oh, don’t you wanna love?
And don’t you wanna feel?
I remember, you were reckless, you were hungry
You were real, you were so uptight
Listen, I don’t mind
I feel like I’m watching a car crash.

And oh, this is how it ends
You will watch your friends
Take a moment, take a nothing
Then they’ll put it in again.
This is how we are
This is how we are
We are young and stupid
And raised by wolves