When I was fifteen
I knew that the world was our TV
We were dying out there
Thriving on the streets
I was fifteen
I knew I fucking lost the choice in appeal
Well I paid destruction
Found decay in the comfort of the disarray
Will you buy the ticket, take the ride?
Journey through this hell with me
Broken bones and sorrow
Journey through this hell with me
I'm going to bring you death
And show you life obscene
Now it's been fifteen years
Most of us are gone or dead or in jail
Well I found solution
Paid the price
In the comfort of a cold device
Will you buy the ticket, take the ride?
We all live in fear
Afraid of who we can be
We all live in fear
Afraid of what we are
We can shed our fear
We will shed our fear
