Ryan_Logan - "It's Never My Fault"

I'm gonna get laid tonight
I'm gonna sell my body
To get some money for crack
I like suckin' **** for that
I wanna run away from this
Gonna drop out of school
I will not be the fool
when it all comes to living out life, we're all the same now aren't we?
Savin a life, or save a soul
Livin on the streets it get too cold
For spoiled rotten suburb kid.
With no more money till he sucks ****
Runnin away, and livin estranged
it kills the body that dies anyway
Freeing the soul, Freeing the mind
Livin alone watch you own behind

Save Us! Cmon and save us!

We are the disenfrachised youth

I'll say it once for all time there ain't nothing that we're waiting for
Take it from me, we do what we want. This is life, it's never bored
Right....Right From me!
Growing up...
Is that my Role

Is this it for all of time
I have life....
And I have youth...
But I know what I don't wanna do!

I hate it every day
but I do it anyways
What am I sposed to do?
Life's not fair... Fuck school!
It's all the same anyways,
This song's too cliche
Run Away, kill them all
With pocket full of C4, it's ne'er my fault

I'm gonna watch my body rot
From having an **** that's o so taught
gonna live a life of sin
And now you're wondering where I've been?


What's the difference, I live life, this is me trying to be free
I'm only trying to be me

I said I'd give up my soul
To unshackle the voice of truth, and reach the final goal
We Tore away from this
We said we'd live in bliss
And now we've gone amiss
So why is no-one pissed
We Tore away from this
We said we'd live in bliss
And now we've gone amiss
So why is no-one pissed
Do to my voice what you did to theirs
Take it away, don'
t let me breathe air
My silent loathsome composure
Shows that I will not be scared
of violence of your reason
and your reasons for the violence
my life's been gone for way too long
so now continue with the sone

I hate it every day
but I do it anyways
What am I sposed to do?
Life's not fair... Fuck school!
It's all the same anyways,
This song's too cliche
Run Away, kill them all
With pocket full of C4, it's ne'er my fault

(Guitar plays chorusX4)
(Verse dist.)
We Tore away from this
We said we'd live in bliss
And now we've gone amiss
So why is no-one pissed
We Tore away from this
We said we'd live in bliss
And now we've gone amiss
So why is no-one pissed

I hate it every day
but I do it anyways
What am I sposed to do?
Life's not fair... Fuck school!
It's all the same anyways,
This song's too cliche
Run Away, kill them all
With pocket full of C4, it's ne'er my fault