Crime for Living

I am held captive

In a frozen state of mind

You dropped me off a cliff

How could you be so blind

I sit here in my room

And watch the day go by

Your pretty little face makes me wonder why

Put me in jail and throw away the key

Considered a delinquent of our society

Falling into the hands of poverty

In a padded room

I'm rotting mentally

I'm a crime for living in a grown up race

All the lame people I have to face

Maybe I'll survive before they drop the bomb

Or will the world become vietnam

Excuse me for living

I'm not the perfect one

Pointing at my head I hold a loaded gun

Looking at your face really makes me sick

Ready to destroy you like a bomb I tick