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All these inanimate places Feel like they're changing And the kids are lined up on the wall Like they're ready to die These arms they're sendin' me, It's like they just rearrange them We were cage up like animals Questioned and ready to cry 'Cause I was just thirteen When I got my first taste of danger Standin' by the church I had a bottle and a pen in my hand Well I said, "Father, I'm sorry I just don't know what to do with this anger" And this behavior is correctable I know this wasn't part of your plan But little fucks like us, We were always recieving instruction You can burn our clothes You can wash out the ink and the dye But you can't look me in the eye and say You don't feel like a little destruction And the kids are lined up on the wall And they're ready to die And the kids are lined up on the wall And they're ready to die And all these days just seem like they're getting longer The view from our room is a gloomy and overcast gray The weakness we left behind seems to be gettin' stronger I swear there's something in the air And I don't know what anyone could say 'Cause I saw on the news This mornin' there was another Boy by the side of the road He had a gun in his hand And I thought, well what could you say To make it ever make sense to his mother Oh ma'am he was excitable We were just tryina make him a man But the day will come When it falls like a cheap house of plastic And the cards that we're dealt Will be tossed like a storm in the sky 'Cause you can only lie for so long Before you get something drastic And the kids are lined up on the wall And they're ready to die And the kids are lined up on the wall And they're ready to die |