Youngblood (Let It Out)

Young boy chasing his prayers upstairs
A white light a red line
And her thighs
On his mind
(Hey)
Gotta let it
(Hey)
Gotta let it
(Hey)
Gotta let it out
Let it out
Let it She was a young girl
Whispers, her prayers
Maybe, at midnight
An invite
It’s pitch black
And why why
(Hey)
Gotta let it
(Hey)
Gotta let it
(Hey)
Gotta let it out
Let it out
Let it Take me somewhere new
Take me somewhere new
And the shoes you’ve grown into
Will soon start wearing you
(Oh oh)
(Oh oh)
(Hey)
Gotta let it
(Hey)
Gotta let it
(Hey)
Gotta let it out
Let it out
Let it Young boys and young girls
Upstairs somewhere