Sunday, 10 am. 12th of June, 2016. The church is open. But no one's there
Where could they all be? What happened to everything...
All you do is repeat the same conversation, No more initiation
I couldn't care less how drunk you were, Couldn't care less where you were
No one else wants to know this information but you
So shut the f** up, No one has a clue. But you
It was happening behind the church, an awful sound
The village complained, but no one was found
The group of kids, so immature and small
Where there. But where were they all?