Foolish Children
I'm Simply Speaking The Truth
The Only One Busting Rounds Other Than Cops These Days, Are The Youth
So Quick To Pick Up a Rifle and Take a Life
Never Scared To Hold a Bible and Pray For a Slash To The Neck With a Knife But No One Understands What It's Like To Be Lonely and Scared
To Cry Out For Someone, Only The Devil Responds, Cause Got Wasn't There
In Times of Tears and Deep Emotion
Turn My Mind Towards The Purple Potion
Mixing in Fucked Up Ideologies With Mind Altering Substances
Only To Realize, The Problems Have Only Doubled In Consequences
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