childhood is like a lock without a key its the blooming time for brainwash and explanation of what you see growing up and burning up inside do your chores, go to bed put a bullet through yer head
kill yer parents / burn their bodies bury the ashes / find out what you want
going mad and maturing all along yer parents are fucking blind and their ideals are all wrong influenced by what your parents always want you're a model of their youth you're a trophy they can flaunt
kill yer parents / burn their bodies bury the ashes / find out what you want
kill yer parents / the voices in yer head EV-O-LU-TION / freedom lies ahead
now you're sick and dying too all alone in a black lifeless room with nothing to do death, it doesn't seem to phase me but people crying over dying never seizes to amaze me
kill yer parents / live as life dies a burning world / seen through burning eyes