Immature Adolesence

And i know And i want you to know Cos although no one cared anyway And each creep has their learned opion (no one gave me and you a second thought Unless in the form of a dismissal It's all been deputised And it's all been deputised) It's shabby and it kneels at some boss In these fucking fucked up lives of ours And yr back bone, it got broken Yr backbone, could be broken I hate to hear you apologise Hate it when you apologise I feel it every time I'll take you for that midlit stroll Way past properties so secure That suggest if we approach at all We approach on all fours But not anymore Fuck that rule Not anymore Now we exchange this gift of knives (x 3) And there's blood(X3)