A Class of Our Own

out here after dark out in the streets never trust anyone that you meet bullets fly by and people scream the lucky lie dead this aint no dream no, no, no doves fly here desperate kids take what you got doesnt really matter cuz it aint a lot bomb all

Your image of beauty is a bit askew Brainwashing girls from the age of two You airbrushed playmates don't turn me on With collagen lips and silicone Tear, tear the heads Tear the heads off barbie dolls I would hate to have your plastic smile All dres

When you're down in screaming hell a place that I see every night same familiar faces always looking for a fight leery unchanged faces creating anarchy frustration from the other faces launching such insanity dance, dance, dance until you drop dance,

Your innocence was sweet it really knocked me off my feet but you found another love now you dance to a dead beat you say he numbs the pain that warm rush through your vein you crack a little smile as you nod out again Youre shot- shot up and shot do

you pub-crawl the bars and drink always push it to the brink i watch the streets late at night i see you get into fights Aggro minds they start to swarm they always crack and they dont warn dont let em push you around dont let em drag you down Dont l