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Fifteen

from 2014 TAPE by Red Scare

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Brought up in a life
Without a silver spoon
Anger like a fucking punk
I’ll see them real fucking soon
Like fucking nails on a board
Toleration is a fucking chore
I’m a burning, burning, burning, man
I’ll burn for my own sins

Started from the bottom
never far from the top
fucking pariah I’m a lost boy
and all is forgot
Its getting worse and worse
with every fucking day
One of these days these fucking cowards
will fucking pay

Swing your fucking fist
Cease to exist

Under pressure, I feel the fucking heat
Nothing ever feels complete
Held back, but swinging fucking fists
Someone please let me cease to exist

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from 2014 TAPE, released February 10, 2014

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