We're tired of being your f**ing commodity, retouching your faces obsessed with your bodies, listen - the tapped well's destined to stay dry so give it up and hear our f**ing battle cry: As adult oblivion beckons, now's the time for a YOUTH ATTACK!
Treat me like a kid - it's what I f**ing am. Plastic surgery cant hide the fact that grown-ups aren't my friends you f**ing old ba*tards I know you wanna be me ...ha ha! How old are you anyway? 23?! As adult oblivion beckons now's the time for a YOUTH ATTACK!
These days are going fast so don't look back cause before you know it your bald and fat. Fear of crow's feet and spare tires spawned this tide of youth that's surging in me cuz I don't wanna be 30. So f** your maturity. When the scab of youth has been picked the scar of maturity will set in, and then you're dead!