Say a prayer for the youth of America God bless the youth of America
I can't stand thier site anymore All the dead kids lying on the door and you don't hear a word they're telling you
You're all dead x2
You've Been wasted
Don't believe a thing they're selling you Gotta carrot on the stick in front of you Taking back from the holy chest You know we can't even use it now It was yours In the first place anyway