Young And In The Way - The Chaotic And Bloody World Around Us

waiting for my eyes to bleed & from seeing everyone sick & waiting for my skin
to recede & it only takes one click & nightly I lay my head on my pillow in
thought & daily I spin my neck it's got me in knots & they can see it all & and
they're so sick and twisted & they can make a call & and have you killed for
living & they've been thinking of a bad plan & to get things done on their own
& they've got a foot for your door & a wrapped fist for your window & there's
no safety & they've got a cell for your son & and a grave next to your kin &
can you see & there's no where to run & no place to hide & they've been
thinking of a bad plan & to get things done on their own & they've been
thinking of a bad plan & to get things done.