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