Cold Front Corrupted Youth
For years I have been a f..cking threat to teachers,
preachers,
and those who wear the cross around their neck.
“You sinner!, your lost and destined to fail.
You got too many questions, your traveling off that
trail”
Our father, king of thieves. Your holy empire tried to
ruin me.
Fed me to lions and showed its vicious teeth.
But I’ll burn in hell before I become another sheep.
I wish I could rip your tongue from your mouth to silence
Your teachings that only breed self doubt.
You said I was lost? Well look at me now.
You can find me biting the hands off of liars and those
who have “reached out.”
A broken youth. A broken mind. A destroyed home, so that
I can find:
A place of comfort and a piece of mind.
A revolution on borrowed f..cking time. (fuck you)
f..ck your cross. f..ck your truth.
I am the product of corrupted youth.
f..ck your god. f..ck your truth.
I am the product of wasted youth.
