He's a kid incinerator
She's the darling of the ghetto
Where the indie rock kids carve stone mementos
You're at best a grafitto
I'm a bad operator
One part loser and ten parts hater

I'm a part of the mass, mass consciousness
born to tie up my art in tourniquets
I'm a part of the mass, mass consciousness
born to live out my life in sobriquiet
A kid incinerator

Nobody loves fashion
As much as they are told
Raise your hand if you're tired of being bought
and sold
You're at best a grafitto
I'm a bad operator
One part loser and ten parts hater

I'm a part of the mass, mass consciousness
born to tie up my art in tourniquets
I'm a part of the mass, mass consciousness
born to live out my life in sobriquiet
A kid incinerator
He's a kid incinerator


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Kid Incinerator song meanings
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