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Bottled Boxed Shrink wrapped Flash frozen Angst And grunge. Spray on depth And emotions, Advertised To children. Individually packaged Insomnia, Because something Needs to be wrong with you For people to care. In our pre ripped, Pre faded jeans, Music About drugs And drink, Sung By children Who've never come close To either, At the top of their lungs Into the night. Because pain is deep, Pain is real. We're dumping paint cans Full of black paint Over our heads, Clumping our hair together, Covering our sunshine Yellow bodies. Just to demonstrate Some contrast Against the summer Blue sky, So we get to be A little different. Sabotage Sabotage Sabotage Sabotage Marketed, Advertised, Sabotage. Do you feel it in the air? Family value sized Self destruction? And pointing it out Is pointless, Because my fake nose piercing, And brand new First tattoo Sting still, You could say I'm the worst.
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Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 5:18 PM UTC
Sabotage
Bottled Boxed Shrink wrapped Flash frozen Angst And grunge. Spray on depth And emotions, Advertised To children. Individually packaged Insomnia, Because something Needs to be wrong with you For people to care. In our pre ripped, Pre faded jeans, Music About drugs And drink, Sung By children Who've never come close To either, At the top of their lungs Into the night. Because pain is deep, Pain is real. We're dumping paint cans Full of black paint Over our heads, Clumping our hair together, Covering our sunshine Yellow bodies. Just to demonstrate Some contrast Against the summer Blue sky, So we get to be A little different. Sabotage Sabotage Sabotage Sabotage Marketed, Advertised, Sabotage. Do you feel it in the air? Family value sized Self destruction? And pointing it out Is pointless, Because my fake nose piercing, And brand new First tattoo Sting still, You could say I'm the worst.
#teenagers#life#angst#reality
AnonymousFreak
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AnonymousFreak
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Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 5:18 PM UTC
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