f.u.k.
7 minutes in heaven
we're not living the american dream
we're just fucked up kids with no self-esteem
i washed down what was left of my sobriety
with your spoiled outlook of teenage dreams
false pretense and crooked teeth
sadness echoes with my heart beat
but i won't claim defeat 'til i'm on my knees
we're just kids and we haven't got over it
we're just kids and we'll never get over it
been on the run and we don't sleep
so we indulge our lungs with nicotine
behind their backs with a vengeance and kerosene
we struck the match and burned the scene
bloody knuckles and thermazine
we're fueled on chemical energy
with a hint of hope and destiny
we're just kids and we haven't got over it
we're just kids and we'll never get over it
we're just kids and we haven't got over it
we're just kids and we haven't got over it
we're just kids and we'll never get over it
we're just kids and we haven't got over it
we're just kids and we'll never get over it