in session
Hear the whispers of your past?
I only hear the screaming,
Grieve the love that should have last,
I think I must be dreaming.
Fear the heights of right and wrong,
And now I’m model citizen,
Ask yourself where you belong,
But get the same old answer again.
Question why the lights so bright,
Who are you to question me?
Earn the right and urge to fight!
Wish of days in which are free.
Find the right door to exit stage left.
Now corrupt the minds of empty teens.
Committing felonies and petty theft.
Gaining money to feed the means.