They're 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're gonna give you a smirk
'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean
They're 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
Ohhh 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
RIVER CITY 4 LYFE
Here we go for the hundredth time
hand grenade pins in every line
throw 'em up and let something shine
going out of my fucking mind
filthy mouth/ no excuse
find a new place to hang this noose
string me up from atop these roofs
knot it tight so i won't get loose
truth is/ you can't stop and stare
bled myself out and no one cares
dug the trench out/ laid down there
with a shovel up out of reach somewhere
yeah/ someone pour it in
make a dirt dance floor again
say your prayers and stomp it out
when they bring the chorus in-Linkin Park
Here we go for the hundredth time
hand grenade pins in every line
throw 'em up and let something shine
going out of my fucking mind
filthy mouth/ no excuse
find a new place to hang this noose
string me up from atop these roofs
knot it tight so i won't get loose
truth is/ you can't stop and stare
bled myself out and no one cares
dug the trench out/ laid down there
with a shovel up out of reach somewhere
yeah/ someone pour it in
make a dirt dance floor again
say your prayers and stomp it out
when they bring the chorus in-Linkin Park
