If you wanted to set me free
Why the fuck wouldn’t you say something?
See, I was just over seventeen
Made of poison, cave in free.
Oh no, please, don’t abandon me
Mother, father, I love you so
But this is just me disguised as me
I’m the killer who burned your home
This home
What the fuck is this home?
This is the street youth rising up!
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