I Stole The Key To The City

Song i wrote tonight about scene kids:

You stand in line like pigs to the slaughter
You pray to God they won't blow your cover
You're all the same, Your all to blame
I hope one day this all rests on your grave

You are the enemy that i despise
Like the factory just don't know when to quit
I will take this out on you
I'll make sure that it aint quick

Fuck Your Scene, Ive got my own
It's in my blood, its in my bone
You little plagues, you curse this face
That you claim to glorify. No.

I saw
the beast
i watched him eat your soul
I laughed
So hard
As he took control

Youre all the same, Youre all to blame
I hope one day this all rests on your grave

Beckon the silence, derange that dream
You stole the stage with your pussy scene
You say that this is your expression
I never knew that that was just oppression

FUCK YOUR SCENE
KILL IT DEAD
FUCK YOUR SCENE
IT'S IN YOUR HEAD

YOU CUNTS JUST PRAY YOU DON'T SEE THE DAY
WHEN YOUR FRAUD IS EXPOSED