Dead At 17 lyrics

Dead at 17- Dead at 17
Life is so obscene and no it aint a dream
When your 17
Everyday is a holiday, All the way is the only way
TNT and a side of fries, Insanity cant be sanitized
Theres other things that Id rather do
Fuel to burn and Im coming through
I let the fumes go to my head
Either way I think Im dead at 17
Dead at 17- Dead at 17
Life is so obscene and no it aint a dream
When your 17 Dead at 17- Dead at 17
Lost in between and no it aint a dream when you r 17
Im at war with humanity, Live in this world of stupidity
Im so annoyed with everything, I growing into a big nothing
I dont care about the state in, A snot-nose punk who just cant win
An angry misfit thats seeing red, But either way I think Im dead at 17
I feel like shit, I need something to smash, I need something to hit
I feel like shit, and the voices in my head say there something to it