The Troubled Ones

Wednesday morning out on the streets
Glidin' with our feet
Covered by a coat of rebel and glow
We haven't showered in weeks

Thursday morning back on the streets
In the drug alleyways
Graffitiing all the walls
And all the bathroom stalls

We are
We are
We are
The troubled ones

We are
We are
We are
The quiet ones

We are
We are
We are
The outcast ones

The three of us
Havin' a blast
Rememberin' the times of the past
Now we must fight
For love peace and war
Let's go litter by the shore

We are
We are
We are
The troubled ones

We are
We are
We are
The little shits

We are
We are
We are
The fumbled ones

(Officers are on the scene)

I have no life
No soul at all
Not even a goal

Wanna know somethin'
It's easy really
It's cause I'm a troubled

One

We are
We are
We are
The troubled boys

We are
We are
We are
The troubled teens

We are
We are
We are
The troubled men

Monday morning
Back on the streets
Glidin' with our feet

But not anymore
We're all in juvy
Wow what a ride that was

We are
We are
We are
The criminals

We are
We are
We are
Facing our deaths

We are
We are
We are
The troubled ones