I don't mind, you look at me
Question things I wanna be
You fool
Take the bat, tide your boots
The revolution is coming true
Ha!
Gang time
No place to hide
Gang time
Alright
Streets are scared, don't look at me
Don't hide my pills, don't drag me down
The boys are marching, we're the youth
Let's breake the glass, let's spread the news
Cuz I don't trust me, and I don't trust you
(katyusciabaratela)
