Teenagers nowadays are desperate.
Everyday, it seems like their life is wasting away.
They can't handle routine,challanges and false masaquarades.
Teeneagers nowadays cut themselfs with a razor blade
Dressing their life in the darkest shade.
Teenagers nowadays toy with the thought to die
Helpless,hopeless, they break down and cry, sick and tiered of lifing a lie
What if I tell you, that life surely is hard, but I haven't planned on ending it right from the start?
And what if I tell ya something completly new, that I'm a young person, but I'm able to be happy too?
Teenagers nowadays can't accept themselves
Judging their appaerances like a broken toy on the shelf.
They simply don't know how to eat, (without puking afterwards) or realize that it's their body to treat(vital signs travelings downwards)
They only care about what meets the eye kissing beauty in the eye of the beholder forceful goodbye.
What if I tell you that me and my appereance might not be best friends, on your point of view it depends, but we get along well?
Teenagers nowadays don't know how to behave
Declaring their souls to peergroup slaves.
Only if we're all the same, then we will be strong.
The longning to be unique, tell me, is it really that wrong?
They're rude, vulgar and simply brats
'Be one of us, allow yourself a nosefull of skatt.'
Screaming and punching, loosing their tempter time after time without any proper reason or rhyme.
What if I tell ya, that I don't project my self-hathred against others
I don't want to be one of this nelly little fakers
Who simply are too afraid to be what they really are, too afraid that it might leave a scar.
Teenagers nowadays are stupid
Spitting their awknoledge out for the world to hear
Tainting the air with theories about which Shakespear would surely waste a single tear.
The outside madders, the inside can mould away in misery.
Because teenagers are too blind to see.
What if I tell