teenager in america

i go to school these days & i'm scared i'll get shot

earbuds always in, trying to drown out my thoughts

fall to the ground, let it all float away

look me in the eyes & i'll believe every lie you say

"2025, hope you have your guns ready

strap 'em in, lock 'em in, even if they're heavy"

i lost the right to my own body

& no one's even looking back or saying "sorry"

guinea pig generation, that's what we are

they get mad at us when we say things are too hard

raise those middle fingers in the air

scream and shout that we don't care

we won't be silent no matter what they say

try as they might, they can't take our voice away

trapped in a heart-shaped box; they threw away the key

they say that they love us but they always leave

i'm alive, but somehow i'm not living

they want me dead, my existence is sinning

i'm mad right now and i'm not scared to admit it

honestly, i don't like the world i'm living in

i pledge allegiance to your flag forever

don't treat me like a pet and i'll never be your helper

shut your mouth & read my lips:

i'm so fucking over this

you take all i can give & you throw it away

when's uncle sam coming to save the day?

he's dead; they killed him, do you know why

another opinion, another vote for the other side

this is what it's like

being a teenager in america.