I'm young, ugly, and depressed.
Walking among the lonely; those half dressed.
Drinking in our closets, feeling liquor is your only friend.
Wasting our youth; too busy waiting for the end.
Forget about peace! The war of life has just begun.
It's no longer common to trust others with our daughters and sons.
Too busy smoking heavy cigars, waving around your guns.
Hopelessness is found in broad daylight.
No longer down a dark shady street.
The ugliness of hate, controls your fate.
Trying to find love in all the wrong places.
Finding self worth from other people's faces.
Toxic lies, start sounding real.
Disguised within the new trends.
Society telling us how to feel.