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