contemplativeSeeing through Dr. Pepper-colored glasses,
Waging war with Wiimotes;
It's all a teenage wasteland.
Fucking `cause you're bored,
Calling `cause you're jealous of every female that breathes,
Kicking some guy's ass because your girlfriend won't shut up;
The kids are alright.
Shooting up in the Taco Bell restroom,
Snorting at the bar after-hours,
Smoking some crystal in the garage before Mommy comes home;
The music is your special friend...
Until the end.
