But I was blind to the facts, she had a predisposition towards being attacked
I met a girl who was 15 years old, she seemed free to roam the whole world
But I couldn't realize, she was running for her life
See, mama taught me how to take it, and I guess it's important to survive
But now my only wish is to extract the poison from my mind
Some people have abused me so bad, that now I do it to myself
And now my only wish is to kill the poison and find some kind of health
I met a boy who was 15 years old, he just wanted someone he could always hold
Which turned into control, which turned into paranoid narcoleptic vision
I met a boy who was 15 years old, he was so hell bent on control
He took the offered gender role, he had a sickness right down to his soul
See, mama taught me to live in a Rage, Dad taught me how to live in a cage
And now my only wish is to remove the poison from my mind
Can you hear me brother
We got so much work to do
We're as fascist towards some of us
As the pigs who try to keep down me and you
We Need an army of IDEALS
I met a girl who was 15 years old, she seemed so on top of the whole world But I was blind to the facts, she had a predisposition towards being attacked I met a girl who was 15 years old, she seemed free to roam the whole world But I couldn't realize, she was running for her life See, mama taught me how to take it, and I guess it's important to survive But now my only wish is to extract the poison from my mind Some people have abused me so bad, that now I do it to myself And now my only wish is to kill the poison and find some kind of health I met a boy who was 15 years old, he just wanted someone he could always hold Which turned into control, which turned into paranoid narcoleptic vision I met a boy who was 15 years old, he was so hell bent on control He took the offered gender role, he had a sickness right down to his soul See, mama taught me to live in a Rage, Dad taught me how to live in a cage And now my only wish is to remove the poison from my mind Can you hear me brother We got so much work to do We're as fascist towards some of us As the pigs who try to keep down me and you We Need an army of IDEALS Explain Request ×
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