Tekst:
Crippled Youth

K-town mosh crew pride In each other, brother to brother K-town is our home We're all friends, never alone Our time has come So let's rip up this

Our scene is all scattered But it doesn't really matter Because come what may We've got to stick together Communication is a must From the east

Respect is a word we've all heard before Now it's time to think about it Because it's something more It's more than caring It's watching what you

For me straight edge is not a trend It's not to make me be like my friends It's because I feel this way That it's time I had this to say CHOICE

at him Blast while you right hookin', right when your wife's lookin' Fuck fight music, bitch this is losin' your life music If I could capture the rage of today's youth

"By the perception of illusion we experience reality." Champs of oppression Devils of mine The youth of tomorrow ??? to find Reanimate, reanimate Corroded

yours If my lips kissed yours If I'm your world then the world is yours Then the world is yours Mister Mojo's dying, rising inside me, shyness Hesitations from youth

ve made your own bed Made a mistake, now it's too late The youth won't respect you Pickings are slim, out on a limb I'll laugh when it cripples you Don

complicated situation It's a complicated situation, mama I'm a complicated situation The young must be our sacrifice They say with crippled grins The eyes of youth