Teenagers// book: Notes

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They're gonna clean up your looks,
With all the lies in the books,
To make a citizen out of you.

Because they sleep with a gun,
And keep an eye on your son,
So they can watch all the things you do.

Because the drugs never work!
They're gonna give you a smirk,
Cuz they got methods of keepong you clean!

They gonna rip up your head,
Your aspirations to sheds!
Another cog in the murder machine!

They say:
Teenagers scare the living shit out of me!
They could care less as long as someone will bleed!
So darken your clothes,
Or strike a violent pose!

Maybe they'll leave you alone!
But not me!

The boys and girls in the clique,
The awful names that they stick.
Your never gon fit in much,
Kid.

But if your troubled and hurt,
What you got under your shirt,
Will make them pay for the things that they did!

They say:
Teenagers scare the living shit out of me!
They could care less as long as someone will bleed!
So darken your clothes,
Or strike a violent pose!

Maybe they'll leave you alone!
But not me!

*Music*

They say:
Teenagers scare the living shit out of me!
They could care less as long as someone will bleed!
So darken your clothes,
Or strike a violent pose!

Maybe they'll leave you alone!
But not me!


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