Dead At 17 Testo

Dead at 17- Dead at 17
Life is so obscene and no it aint a dream
When your 17
Everyday is a holiday, All the way is the only way
TNT and a side of fries, Insanity can❝t be sanitized
There❝s other things that I❝d rather do
Fuel to burn and I❝m coming through
I let the fumes go to my head
Either way I think I❝m dead at 17
Dead at 17- Dead at 17
Life is so obscene and no it aint a dream
When your 17 Dead at 17- Dead at 17
Lost in between and no it aint a dream when you r 17
I❝m at war with humanity, Live in this world of stupidity
I❝m so annoyed with everything, I growing into a big nothing
I don❝t care about the state in, A snot-nose punk who just can❝t win
An angry misfit that❝s seeing red, But either way I think I❝m dead at 17
I feel like shit, I need something to smash, I need something to hit
I feel like shit, and the voices in my head say there something to it