Looking out onto a city of bad people
Climbing the walls to escape all the good evil
Blinding the student like horse independence
But I'm not one, you're not one
One of those bad people


So much for teacher
The kids are all playing
But not my son
Not your son
They're not those bad people

Change it tomorrow
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Addiction Lyrics

Jets Overhead – Addiction Lyrics