We're tired of being your fucking commodity, retouching your faces obsessed with your bodies, listen - the tapped well's destined to stay dry so give it up and hear our fucking battle cry: As adult oblivion beckons, now's the time for a YOUTH ATTACK!
Treat me like a kid - it's what I fucking am. Plastic surgery cant hide the fact that grown-ups aren't my friends you fucking old bastards I know you wanna be me ...ha ha! How old are you anyway? 23?! As adult oblivion beckons now's the time for a YOUTH ATTACK!
These days are going fast so don't look back cause before you know it your bald and fat. Fear of crow's feet and spare tires spawned this tide of youth that's surging in me cuz I don't wanna be 30. So fuck your maturity. When the scab of youth has been picked the scar of maturity will set in, and then you're dead!
Treat me like a kid - it's what I fucking am. Plastic surgery cant hide the fact that grown-ups aren't my friends you fucking old bastards I know you wanna be me ...ha ha! How old are you anyway? 23?! As adult oblivion beckons now's the time for a YOUTH ATTACK!
These days are going fast so don't look back cause before you know it your bald and fat. Fear of crow's feet and spare tires spawned this tide of youth that's surging in me cuz I don't wanna be 30. So fuck your maturity. When the scab of youth has been picked the scar of maturity will set in, and then you're dead!
Lyrics submitted by xJoeBoothx
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But yes some of them were straight edge look up photos of them playing, they had big "X's" drawn on the back of their hands.