May These Noises Startle You in Your Sleep Tonight
If you wanted to set me free
Why the fuck would you say something?
See, I was just over seventeen
Made of poison, cave in free
Oh no, please, don't abandon me
Mother, father, I love you so
But this is just me disguised as me
I'm the killer who burned your home
This is the street youth rising up!
Writer/s: Michael Fuentes / Victor Fuentes
