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Murder, murder, a ripe blood stain Pulled the fucking trigger 'cause I'm sick of it all Murder, murder, a ripe fucking hate Pulled the fucking trigger 'cause I'm sick of it all
I went to school today with an oozi There's this kid, he teased me So, I shot him in the face All the world's light won't ease my pain
It won't cease, I'm diseased
Will you hang me please? I'm a nihilist, raised on violence What do I do?
I'm American youth All my life I've lived in silence I'm gonna snap, I'll get you back shit
I'm a girl, I'm only thirteen My body rots 'cause I won't fucking eat I'm a silent star on the b-roll I'm a mirror fucking image of no control
Give me an award, I conquered food again What else is better in life than to purge my pain? If I cut, I won't look like that, if I cut If I cut, I won't feel like this shit
We are kids, we think life is a scam We come from a wasted land We are kids we play punk rock 'n roll If we didn't we got no soul
We are different kids with the same heartbeat We got one pulse running through the streets They are our arteries
We are different kids with the same heartbeat We got one pulse running through the streets I am a part of this
We are kids, we think life is a scam We come from a wasted land We are kids we play punk rock 'n roll If we didn't we got no soul