Sister, mother, brother, father
Have you, have you looked outside?
I’m scared for my life
They don’t trust us
I’m not part of the killing spree
A symptom, born loser, statistic
Sister, mother, brother, father
Have you, have you looked outside?
I’m scared for my life
They don’t trust us
I’m not part of the killing spree
A symptom, born loser, statistic
They call it a sickness
PTSD, depression
Safe in the hands of love
That’s where I feel the pressure of
911, 911, 911
Can’t trust them
They call it a sickness
PTSD, depression
Safe in the hands of love
That’s where I feel the pressure from
911, 911, 911
Can’t trust them
911, 911, 911
911, 911, 911
I can’t trust them
Sister, mother, brother, father
Have you, have you looked outside?
I’m scared for my life
They don’t trust us
I’m not part of the killing spree
A symptom, born loser, statistic
Sister, mother, brother, father
Have you, have you looked outside?
I’m scared for my life
They don’t trust us
I’m not part of the killing spree
A symptom, born loser, statistic
They call it a sickness
PTSD, depression
Safe in the hands of love
That’s where I feel the pressure from
911, 911, 911
Can’t trust them
911, 911
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