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They gonna clean up your looks
With all the lies in the books
To make a citizen out of you.
Because they sleep with a gun
And keep an eye on you, son.
So they can watch all the things you do.

Because the drugs never work,
They gonna give you a smirk
'Cause they got methods of keepin' you clean.
They gonna rip up your heads,
Your aspirations to shreds,
Another cog in the murder machine!

They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me.
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed.
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose,
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me!

The boys and girls in the clique,
The awful names that they stick,
You're never gonna fit in much, kid.
But if you're troubled and hurt,
What you got under your shirt
Will make them pay for the things that they did.

They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me.
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed.
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose,
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me!

Oh yeah!

They said all teenagers scare the living shit out of me.
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed.
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose,
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me!

All together now!

Teenagers scare the living shit out of me.
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed.
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose,
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me!

Teenagers scare the living shit out of me.
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed.
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose,
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me!
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