Welcome to the home of the suburban youth
Where we still don't believe in your positive views
Where the sun still shines
And crime still pays
Where the air is dirt
But we don't care either way
The truth
The truth
The truth
This is what we're meant to do
This is where we're meant to be
Cause this is our reality
We live for the nights that make us feel alive
Wasted youth 'til the day we die
Because it's Monday Friday nine to five
And we'll lose it if we don't get some piece of mind
Our city is a cesspool full of liars and thieves
It's a love hate love and we'll never leave
You think you know us and you have us pinned
But you're stuck on the outside f*cking looking in
Still on Top
Scum of the suburbs, worst of the worst
Living my life with this f*cking curse
No regrets for what we've said and done
Still bitter at the world and the way it's become
Badlands
Badlands
Badlands F*ck You