16-4-10

There’s all these songs goin’ round,
With boys screaming into microphones,
About broken hearts and bleeding wrists,
Wearing dark make up and resenting everything
and everyone, it’s a hole so deep,
an obsession, an addiction so strong.

To keep oneself so sick in one’s head,
To keep oneself so lonely all the time.

There’s all these kids that’re listenin’
to other kids screaming into microphones,
About real loneliness and deep sorrow,
Wearing frowns and swallowing funny pills,
and drinks, it’s a hole so deep,
an obsession, an addiction so strong.

To keep oneself so sick in one’s head,
To keep oneself so lonely all the time.

There’s this real dangerous craze
going around where kids are all cutting,
Now despite beliefs, this ain’t a joke,
Kids smoking and wearing horrible scars,
no tears, it’s a hole so deep,
an obsession, an addiction so strong.

To never believe in anything,
Then you can’t get disappointed,
To never have any hopes at all,
Then you can’t fall any further,
What a stupid hopeless myth
What a stupid hopeless mess you’re in, kid.