We all knew this day would come
The dead walk the earth and we're all fucked
I hope hell is as good as it sounds
Common sense isn't so common
The right thing isn't even right
Poppin' pills like we're poppin' pez
Praise the wicked
Walk with the dead
Throwing bricks in a glass fucking house
Fistfights and lashing out
Poppin' pills like we're poppin' pez
Praise the wicked
Walk with the dead
And I go along in life with my head down low
Living life day by fucking day
Just hoping someday it'll end
But it won't
And they wonder why we can't take it
And they wonder why so many fall out
A youth raised on Ritalin
We destroyed this world and bled it dry
We are the youth that's giving up
We destroyed this world and bled it dry
And God himself will look back at the human race and spit on us all