Chemical kids lost in the street, looking

for some kind of saviour

Perverted minds lead them like sheep

into the slaughter they have to face

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Too young to die, too drunk to live

As they follow in the path of believers before them

Too young to die, but there won't be too long to live

Daddie's princess fixes her hair, powders

her nose from the inside

Smokes in the car, drinks her last beer,

soon she'll be ready for one more day

Head for the classroom and to hell but

the clock up on the wall hold the

blind face of freedom

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There's time to die but she just needs

more time to live

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Years from now

Look how they change

They're so mature and respected

Makes them laugh

They were such fools

So unaware of the real live world

Honey I'm home, fix me a drink

It's been a long hard day and the boss

drove me crazy

Watching the clock on the wall for

the happy hour