Texty: Pennywise. Straight Ahead. Alien.

everyday convince myself of everything i can and can't believe abused confused everyday you fee every crime just stare up at the sky and wonder why afraid deranged hold on to your promise you can use it for a crutch stand by while all your dreams are trampled in the dust leave now before your slick machines begin to rust last chance farewell among us everyday you get a little bit older and everything gets hard you wonder why afraid deranged everyday you feel every crime an endless shocking show on the parade abused confused where are the aliens? we're the aliens