Kids On The Street

It's time for a new understanding, if you're one of the many the

family has let go

Hold on stay together when crashin' selling fake hits of acid to

a college asshole

I can tell I disgust ugly old faces I see

You call us mallrats; the town is callous to the kids on the

street

I know like an animal's knowledge, what you never acknowledge,

and prefer to ignore

I go like a brick through a window, there may be no tomorrow, I

don't care anymore

Here I am, I ruined your wall, talk responsibility, ugliness,

mallrats

The town is callous to the kids on the street

Smarmy people, I'd like to blow them all away, vacant faces and

a language of cliches

Hypocrites aspiring to be all the same, I will act on all my

dreams and take things to extremes

I this time of new understanding, with the darkness descending

and your money all gone

I will hang tough making weirdness a virtue; I will never desert

you in your quest for the dawn