Paroles de Violent Youth

15 year old John he's carrying sorts of guns he's walking up the hills to prove his sniper skills 15 year old John your family has gone insidious and disguised and you're the one survived Machine gun rifles, survivor knives Computer games taught me how to take lives They showed me how to hide my pain To celebrate death and become insane Machine gun rifles, survivor knives Computer games taught me how to take lives An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth Violent youth 15 year old John betrayed and mental none a reticule, a shot a victim for your god 15 year old John is waiting till the dawn Death is just a noun Police cracks down