Alexandria As Our Lens
Alexandria drives a school bus
As she stares back at empty seats
Reminds her she will never have kids
She adopted a sickness when she was young
And neglected her health so long
She'll never drive children of her own
This acne on my face keeps me modest
Plus, I'd kill to grow just two more inches
I'm last in this line where I stand and they hand out
I'll hold up my head high enough to pray
Up to a sky that's holding me down
She plants all her seeds into concrete
To watch all the little roses grow with scratches
Nothing can be as perfect as her
She fed all her friends to get really fat
So no one would notice them
All eyes must be glued on the royal Alexandria
Sexless with my friends keeps me honest
To how jealous and sorry I really am
I'm last in this line where I stand and they hand out
I'll hold up my head high enough to pray
Up to a sky that's holding me down
Hey all you screamo, what's the deal?
When any talent that you lack
Is covered up by the fact that you can scream out really loud
Say things that were said before
Every lyric that you sing, it sounds the same
I stay honest just enough to hate.
I'll hold up my head high enough to pray
Up to a sky that's holding me down
I'll smoke five joints today just to be social
I'll hold up my head
I'm high enough to pray
Up to a sky that's holding me down
Down, down, down down down down
I'll find myself in the worst of slums
I could use some slack if you could cut me some
Well, I'll go first, oh no, I insisted
Into orchards filled with oranges
And I'll drink myself to life