I hate when they talk about yesterday, yesterday 'Cause now we're not feeling the same, feeling the same And it took so long to erase it (ayy Abel, gimme some skittles man) It took so long to erase it I took these drugs in my basement I'll let you go, no replacements I'll let you go and replace me More hate in the heart of the youth
Someone tell me what should I do? What should I do? Someone tell me what should I do? More hate in the heart of the youth (ayy Abel, gimme some skittles man) Someone tell me what should I do? More blood in the streets and it's true More blood on my wrist and it's true More death in abyss and it's true Someone tell me what should I do? What should I do? What should I do?
