Dead At 17 Lyrics

Dead At 17 lyrics

Dead at 17- Dead at 17



Life is so obscene and no it aint a dream



When your 17







Everyday is a holiday, All the way is the only way



TNT and a side of fries, Insanity can’t be sanitized



There’s other things that I’d rather do



Fuel to burn and I’m coming through



I let the fumes go to my head



Either way I think I’m dead at 17







Dead at 17- Dead at 17



Life is so obscene and no it aint a dream



When your 17 Dead at 17- Dead at 17



Lost in between and no it aint a dream when you r 17







I’m at war with humanity, Live in this world of stupidity



I’m so annoyed with everything, I growing into a big nothing



I don’t care about the state in, A snot-nose punk who just can’t win



An angry misfit that’s seeing red, But either way I think I’m dead at 17







I feel like shit, I need something to smash, I need something to hit



I feel like shit, and the voices in my head say there something to it