I wanna be like all my heroes
Wanna be dead just like them
Blood sucked by mosquitoes
Withered off my flower stem
Drained of all emotion
From the roaches in my bed
Can't find my love devotion
Heart's hanging by a thread
We are, we are violent
Kill the, Kill the silence
We are, we are violent
Kill the, Kill the silence
God died in California
Killed himself to make the world
I smoked all the marijuana
And I'm still so f*cking bored
We are, we are violent
Kill the, Kill the silence
We are, we are violent
Kill the, Kill the silence