LCR Lyrics

Black Jeans, black hood, black heart, and black scars

You really tellin' me that I won't get far?

Medicine is not gonna do anything for my anger.

Who doesn't get annoyed when someone's on the edge of your finger?

I'm well aware of my psychotic thoughts.

I don't feel bad for whoever I fought.

I want to know, know, know.

When times went so, so wrong.

Want me to be happy? I say "No, no, no, no"

Let me tell you something.

I don't care about nothing.

Let me live my life how I want to.

Ooh-Ooh-Ooh-Ooh

Black Jeans, black hood, black heart, and black scars

You really tellin' me that I won't get far?

Medicine is not gonna do anything for my anger.

Who doesn't get annoyed when someone's on the edge of your finger?

I'm well aware of my psychotic thoughts.

I don't feel bad for whoever I fought.

This is- This is trash.

Landan's a piece of crap.

He wants to keep up 21, but grandad wouldn't like your ass.

Use me again for info I did not understand.

I tried to defend mom; what the hell even is your plan?

Back up, back up, back up, back up.

Soon enough I will be bigger, and I will one up.

So what, you're going into the military.

No one will see you graduate.