Rotting Out Laugh It Up Kid
The streets flood with garbage, but the drains only take the rain
The ocean over flows, the waves throw fists at the shore
Its these kids that know how to settle the score
They take away their frustration in the meanest way
Around here I never see the same face
I walk with lost people in unknown places
We talk about the great things that we'll do with our lives
Now sit back as life passes you by
I had in alleyways and walk home when its safe
Around the corner, well this is where they wait
Breaking rules never seemed so wrong
its these teenage dreams that help us scrape along
I find ghosts and they shine so bright
Are they making good choices or is it me who is losing sight?....
