I am millennial scum Killing everything I touch My hand on the pulse You constructed the walls And never gave me any trust X is part of the past Wiseass, cynical brats Who sharpened their wits Those punk latch-key kids You think nothing they built will last Well, I wanna be The trap that kills the rodent And I wanna be The sugar in your...Learn More

I'm afraid of what its become Realign the rule has began So tired- of what we need Real blood still drips from his tongue Broken language rolls along Inspired- to spin and weave We're on fire--We believe We're so tired--Of fighting sleep So polite I hide my voice But fill the silence With siren-- bringing sorrow There's a fever floating...Learn More