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Mea Culpa - Massacre High lyrics
Blood on the classroom floor, running down the halls Quick to dislocate the blame, but that blood stains us all It's a horror movie high school and the aliens are us Dehumanized to the breaking point where it's a weakness to show trust I woke up this morning to find that I'd shot up my school Well it wasn't really me, but I feel like the accused Disaffected, maladjusted, murder in their heads When the culture's predatory, what did you expect? 'Cause when we're taught to act like zombies, expect our conscience to rot And when the cutthoat gets the glory, expect some throats to get cut This ain't no place for learning nothing, except how to conform And when mercy's seen as weakness, well that's what they're gonna learn And that school wasn't really mine, but it was somewhere I could see It was the pinnacles of power and the boardrooms and the bedrooms And the streets and every corner of this broken land-of-plenty machine Disaffected, maladjusted, it ain't over yet Emptiness is elevated, what did you expect? Another highschool massacre on your TV screen But when you see that monster baby, know you're looking at me It's a brutal generation, preying on the weak But tell me, what did you expect? That's what you taught them to be. But I learned to fight with words instead of bullets or with blows And I learned that "geek" just means that there are things I want to know 'Til you judge us by our character, not cash and cars and clothes What we reap is what we sew No one seems to listen until someone ends up dead When you take away all outlets, what did you expect? We're just being true to our school. |
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