Song | Kids Aren't Alright |
Artist | Clit 45 |
Album | Self-Hate Crimes |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Dave, Mike | |
Glued to the phone to see what he can cop | |
Too many pills wondering why his heart hasn't stopped | |
Beating up his body how far can he go? | |
Trampled by a bull, razorblades and broken bones | |
My broken bones, my bones, oh no | |
And I don't know what happened to me | |
Life's a distortion and I can't see | |
Pills, booze and amphetamines so innocent they seem | |
It's all suffocation and I can't breathe | |
Sucking and f**king their way through life | |
These kids aren't alright | |
Living off of letter 5 and plastic bills | |
Buildings fell but they were too f**ked up to feel | |
He's not alright, can't stand up, too high | |
Walls are talking to him and he don't know why, no why? | |
They're getting trashed, without precautions | |
Like a car crash, so blatantly obvious | |
Too much too fast, but you can't stop them | |
Cause there's no turning back, it's not an option | |
Out on his own he travels alone | |
The way he's living, he can't condone | |
In and out, there is no control | |
Out, out, out this life has taken its toll | |
What the f**k is going on? They're too f**ked up to ask why | |
These kids aren't alright | |
Oh f**k what's happening to me? | |
These kids aren't alright ya see? | |
I'm not alright |
zuo qu : Dave, Mike | |
Glued to the phone to see what he can cop | |
Too many pills wondering why his heart hasn' t stopped | |
Beating up his body how far can he go? | |
Trampled by a bull, razorblades and broken bones | |
My broken bones, my bones, oh no | |
And I don' t know what happened to me | |
Life' s a distortion and I can' t see | |
Pills, booze and amphetamines so innocent they seem | |
It' s all suffocation and I can' t breathe | |
Sucking and f king their way through life | |
These kids aren' t alright | |
Living off of letter 5 and plastic bills | |
Buildings fell but they were too f ked up to feel | |
He' s not alright, can' t stand up, too high | |
Walls are talking to him and he don' t know why, no why? | |
They' re getting trashed, without precautions | |
Like a car crash, so blatantly obvious | |
Too much too fast, but you can' t stop them | |
Cause there' s no turning back, it' s not an option | |
Out on his own he travels alone | |
The way he' s living, he can' t condone | |
In and out, there is no control | |
Out, out, out this life has taken its toll | |
What the f k is going on? They' re too f ked up to ask why | |
These kids aren' t alright | |
Oh f k what' s happening to me? | |
These kids aren' t alright ya see? | |
I' m not alright |
zuò qǔ : Dave, Mike | |
Glued to the phone to see what he can cop | |
Too many pills wondering why his heart hasn' t stopped | |
Beating up his body how far can he go? | |
Trampled by a bull, razorblades and broken bones | |
My broken bones, my bones, oh no | |
And I don' t know what happened to me | |
Life' s a distortion and I can' t see | |
Pills, booze and amphetamines so innocent they seem | |
It' s all suffocation and I can' t breathe | |
Sucking and f king their way through life | |
These kids aren' t alright | |
Living off of letter 5 and plastic bills | |
Buildings fell but they were too f ked up to feel | |
He' s not alright, can' t stand up, too high | |
Walls are talking to him and he don' t know why, no why? | |
They' re getting trashed, without precautions | |
Like a car crash, so blatantly obvious | |
Too much too fast, but you can' t stop them | |
Cause there' s no turning back, it' s not an option | |
Out on his own he travels alone | |
The way he' s living, he can' t condone | |
In and out, there is no control | |
Out, out, out this life has taken its toll | |
What the f k is going on? They' re too f ked up to ask why | |
These kids aren' t alright | |
Oh f k what' s happening to me? | |
These kids aren' t alright ya see? | |
I' m not alright |