society didn't save the kids
it killed kids
it was a massacre
so much bloodshed
it stains streets
painting it red,
we are stifling
our children
let them be themselves
have their own religion
or they don't have one
(don't have one)

you shredded their rainbows
beat the shit out of their
confidence levels
all around me
i hear screaming
cussing in front of
lil children
who don't know better
gotta teach em better
but not like this
with licks and lashes
red slashes
pay attention
or something might happen

insanity is more common
these days
okay.

take my hand
i'll squeeze it tight
and i'll pull you out
of the man hole
and the closet
that you are in
under the sewer water
and the clothes stealing your
breath

we'll run to the hills
leave our bodies
in the grass
and we'll be free
at last
this is our
maroon village
we don't business
we have our own laws
our own mottos
rules to follow
it will be safer here
in each others arms
not stabbed with
the knives
that our parents
have for fingers,
yeah.

the roses
will smell sweet
the riverside
will put us at ease
under the waterfall
drain out all the worries
of who you are,
the sky will smile
with yellow teeth
biting your skin
you're sparkling
radiating
you're beautiful
like this.

society didn't save the kids
it killed kids
it was a massacre
so much bloodshed
it stains the rooms
painting it red
the only trace
of them living there,
we are stifling
our children
let them be themselves
have their own beliefs
their own realms
or they don't have one
(don't have to have one)

boy take her lipstick
not to remind yourself
of your mother's bruises
on your cheek
instead of kisses
but to tell her that
what she think
don't matter

girl take his tie
wrap it around your neck
but you ain't gon die
a death like no other
because you're not like the others
who smell like feminine perfume
and lustfull nights,
let him know you're better
than ever
you're gon live forever,
yeah.

the air is clear
no smoke to pollute
your lungs
force lies down your
throat
and make you choke
on the way
they want you
need you to
be

to be

who's to say
how we are
how we do
how a girl
is supposed
to live
how a boy
is supposed
to swim,
in the ocean
but there are
no tears here,
don't cry for help
if you drown
cos you're a boy
and boys don't cry
that's a fucking lie
cos people do
and boys are people too.

the social construct
of how we are
layed in our palms
it wasn't with God
he didn't say anything
we created this

now we gotta die in it.

society didn't save the kids
it killed kids
it was a massacre
so much bloodshed
it stains sheets
painting it red,
we are stifling
our children
let them be themselves
have their own religion
or they don't have to
have one
(don't have one)

we'll run to the hills
leave our bodies
in the grass
and we'll be free
at last
this is our
maroon village
we don't business
we have our own laws
our own mottos
rules to follow
it will be safer here
in each others arms
not with the knives
that our parents
have for fingers, yeah.