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Smells like fire
Good thing you stomped it out
Cynic, liar
Good thing it’s over now
Something I'm forgetting and the heading's kinda weak
You’re planning your wedding but the setting's kinda bleak
I know it’s upsetting, there's no point in asking “Why?”
Are we too young
Are we too young to die?
You think I’m mindless, I am but not the way you’ve heard
My mind’s a virus, I swear it spreads with every word
I’m choosing violence, I'm choosing dire, choosing doubt
Problems arise and here comes fire
You said you stomped it out
Can't you listen?
Living is killing me
Bad decisions
Give way to apathy
You're in such a hurry, trade a quarter for a dime
There's no need to worry ‘cause it happens all the time
Can you feel the fury and the heat it radiates?
Are we too young
Are we too young to hate?
Can't believe I'm breaking after everything I've done
My nightmares are waking, now there's nowhere left to run
All my bones are breaking and I pray this isn't real
Are we too young
Are we too young to feel?
You think I’m mindless, I am but not the ways you’ve heard
My mind’s a virus, I swear it spreads with every word
I’m choosing violence, I'm choosing dire, choosing doubt
Problems arise and here comes fire
Good thing you stomped it out