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LifeInLyrics - Juvenile

This song, which is featured on the New Imperials album, was written to explore the concept of identity during the formative years. The lyrics are written from the point of view of a teenage boy who is struggling with feelings of belonging, alienation, self-doubt, self-exploration, and all the things that face modern youth related to identity. I remember being a teenager and how everything felt so monumental, good or bad. My problems were the problems of the entire universe, and it was often hard to sort things out mentally. It was also easy to feel out of place, or that I didn't fit in. I was also a fan of Greg Araki films. He made films that dealt with all kinds of modern issues related to identity and a sense of place in the world, and they were often abstract and emotional, if not absurd at times. Of course, questions came up regularly about love, sex, purpose, attractiveness, worth, responsibility. The boy in this song is experiencing those same feelings and trying to navigate his life accordingly. Enjoy...



They don’t know why I dress like that.

They don’t know why I cry at every Greg Araki film.

Mother said there’s too much killing now.

I wish that I could go back to a time when all of their lips were moving

And I didn’t understand the words.

Everything they say seems meaningful.

Savannah is always beautiful whenever she says she fell in love again.


And you wanted that, too.

You want to be part of something innocent and true.

Centuries of fairy tales – there’s not a single one for you.

They don’t know why I talk like that.

They don’t know why I tear my hair out over online conversations

With these fatal words.

Tired of defending, I resign to disappear.

No, Savannah, I’m not angry, I’m just trying to be heard.


You might say that you couldn’t see

How it mattered all that much to me.

You might call it juvenile;

I took it all too hard.

You can forget my face, forget my name.

I’m never gonna use them anyway.

If I don’t reach the edge by morning

And fall right off into your arms, then

I can’t promise I’ll be back at all.


It’s such a cynical American crowd.

They all get loud about the walls they’re building.

And they flaunt it like Avalon, but the magic’s gone,

And nobody remembers why.

To you who are about to die:

We wish you strength in the face of failure.

Will you teach us to be free and how

To laugh out loud? To not live tragically?

You knew there’d be days like these;

You told me once — all things break in two.

Yes, even all the good ones do.

Even all the good ones do.


You might say that you couldn’t see

How it mattered all that much to me.

You might call it juvenile;

I took it all too hard.

You can forget my face, forget my name.

I’m never gonna use them anyway.

If I don’t reach the edge by morning

And fall right off into your arms, then

I can’t promise I’ll be back at all.


Music/Lyrics by Ryan David Orr

To listen on other streaming platforms: https://www.linktr.ee/ryandavidorr


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