𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑨𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏

[Intro] Streetlights flicker, curfew’s calling, But we were kids who kept on stalling. Hearts on fire, sneakers hitting pavement, Running wild like rebels in the basement. [Verse 1] We were young, we were loud, Chasing freedom through the crowd. Every alley was a battlefield, Every shortcut was a shield. The cops rolled by, we held our breath, Laughing in the face of “certain death.” We weren’t bad — just born to roam, Turning every street into a Returner’s home. [Pre‑Chorus] We weren’t heroes, we weren’t saints, Just kids with dreams and scraped‑up shins. But in our minds, the world was ours, A rebel crew beneath the stars. [Chorus] The Returners strike again — Running wild through the night like we did back then. Hearts unbroken, spirits high, Dodging curfew under neon skies. We were legends in our own small town, Fighting fate, never backing down. Yeah, the Returners strike again — And we were kings of the night back then. [Verse 2] We’d shout the names from our favorite game, Pretending destiny called our names. Terra’s courage, Locke’s quick grin, We swore that magic lived within. Every rooftop felt like a stage, Every heartbeat burned with teenage rage. We weren’t running from the law — We were running toward who we were gonna be. [Pre‑Chorus] We weren’t heroes, we weren’t saints, Just kids with dreams and scraped‑up shins. But in our minds, the world was ours, A rebel crew beneath the stars. [Chorus] The Returners strike again — Running wild through the night like we did back then. Hearts unbroken, spirits high, Dodging curfew under neon skies. We were legends in our own small town, Fighting fate, never backing down. Yeah, the Returners strike again — And we were kings of the night back then. [Bridge] Now the years have flown away, But I still feel that fire today. When life gets heavy, I close my eyes, And hear our laughter in the summer skies. We weren’t rebels — we were friends, Writing stories that never end. [Final Chorus] The Returners strike again — In every memory, every now and then. Hearts still burning, spirits free, Those nights shaped the man in me. We were legends in our own small town, Fighting fate, never backing down. Yeah, the Returners strike again — And I’d relive those nights again. [Outro] We were young, we were wild, Just a crew of dream‑drunk kids in exile. And in my heart, every now and then… The Returners strike again.