Grow Up

Step back and analyze yourself
Your lack of questioning tends to be the answer
Apin until your nausea's all you feel
Throw it up when you can't hold it in
Step back and analyze yourself
Your closed off soul lack of imagination
There's not enough time to express
The anger that I harbor at the lies we've all been fed

Everyone said you'll grow out of this
But all the slurs in the world won't change who you grow up to become
You're not a scared little kid anymore
You're not a mask worn by a hollow doll

Fuck your faulty models
Your lack of moving towards realization
Hierarchy goes farther every day
Dig too deep and cut it off at the head
Fuck your faulty models
You closed your eyes and stopped the mobilization
Punctuated by an aggressive backing track
I'll scream myself hoarse while you're talking over me

This guillotine never tasted so sweet
But it's kind of hard to use while they're still standing
You're not a scared little kid anymore
You're not a mask worn by a hollow doll



Credits
Writer(s): Noah Combrink
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