small towns never seem so small as when all that you've got becomes nothing at all and these streets that paved you into the blight are just the place you've been lost your entire life
"if you want to scream, scream with me" fuck you, I don't agree with a life lived less than free (it means nothing to me)
what happened to all the years? they're ringing in my ears
"if you want to scream, scream with me" fuck you, I don't agree with a life lived less than free
the hook of this song is caught in my throat I'd sing you a line but I don't want to choke . . .
I don't buy the lower-middle class lie I won't sign for that slow suicide
outnumbered forever, I side with the damned and rebel life