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Blah! I was born in a messed up century My favorite flavored sweets are raspberry amphetamines I bought a car, Beretta, age sixteen I brush my teeth with bleach 'Cause I ain't got time for cavities My daddy put a gun to my head Said, "If you kiss a boy, I'm gonna shoot you dead" So I tied him up with gaffer tape and I locked him in a shed Then I went out to the garden and I fucked my best friend 'Cause my high hopes are getting low Because these people are so old The way they think about it all If I tried, I would never know My high hopes are getting low But I know I'll never be alone It's alright, we'll survive 'Cause parents ain't always right I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I I-I-I-I-I-I-I I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I I-I-I-I-I-I-I Drop a toaster in my bath, watch my mum and dad laugh See a thousand volts go through the son they wish they never had They told me casual affection leads to s*xual infection But it's hard to get an erection when you're so used to rejection Yeah, the teacher fucked the preacher, but then he had to leave her Had to wash away the sins of a male cheerleader "Hi! Nice to meet ya," got nothing to believe in So let me know when my breathing stops 'Cause my high hopes are getting low Because these people are so old The way they think about it all If I tried, I would never know My high hopes are getting low But I know I'll never be alone It's alright, we'll survive 'Cause parents ain't always right I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I I-I-I-I-I-I-I I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I I-I-I-I-I-I-I Tick, tock, stop the clock Because I got the feeling that I'm gonna get shot Tick, tock, stop the clock Because I got the feeling that I'm gonna get shot My high hopes are getting low Because these people are so old The way they think about it all If I tried, I would never know My high hopes are getting low But I know I'll never be alone It's alright, we'll survive 'Cause parents ain't always right I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I I-I-I-I-I-I-I I-I-I-I, I-I-I-I I-I-I-I-I-I-I --- Parents - YUNGBLUD and Chloe Noone