Adolescence Just can't make sense (It's calling my name) (It's calling my name) I take a look around And all the things I've found I call it blind hatred If you'd stop a while And maybe if you'd smile You would realize that We're all the same It's just like our brain When it goes insane We feel the same pain All my life I've seemed to have this need I think at times it even turns to greed We all want to join some family We'll even sacrifice a moral changing And I feel forgotten Feel like rottin' (Do you feel the same?) (Do you feel the same?) Adolescence Just can't make sense (It's calling my name)
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