So here we are again The last time I felt like this, An undeath in front of me I screamed At the trickling blood that ran from the bigots Who called us silly names, who called us all a buzzword I will cry to you (Whore me out) In the age of messy rooms, stick and poke tattoos Drinking vodka by the seaside Our young black hearts so full of luster Lust oh what a sin, I'd love to see you again Hi-five and hug with the people I love With the best friends I could ever ask for And we'll scream and we'll scream til we run out of breath Then we'll find some more and scream some more