Attachment I'm past it
I broke through the static
I'm nauseous I'm manic
Crowds in the USA fill with panic
Break ins mistaken
For peace they've forsaken
Faking the way that they talk to each other
Yeah ashes to ashes
We return to the dust
And I can not manage
I don't want to grow up
Cause I can't drink this hard soda I've poured up
Our schools fill with violence
AR's break the silence
So why do our teachers teach us to be quiet
Yeah different he made us
Yet we sing our praises
Death by masses
Yet he won't forsake us
I'm screaming fuck it I love it
Roll blunt then puff it
Abusing this substance
But bless up on Sunday's
I'm screaming fuck it I love it
Roll blunt then puff it
Abusing this substance
But bless up on Sunday's
I have not been as others were
I have not seen what others saw
I could not bring my passions from a common spring
From the same source I have not taken my sorrow
Attachment I'm past it
I broke through the static
I'm nauseous I'm manic
Crowds in the USA fill with panic
Break ins mistaken
For peace they've forsaken
Faking the way that they talk to each other
Yeah ashes to ashes
We return to the dust
And I can not manage
I don't want to grow up
Cause I can't drink this hard soda I've poured up