Teenage Crimewave - Calabrese

Wake up with a stranger

Another taste of murder

Never follow your dreams

Not as clean as she seemed

The art of brutality

Alone in our poverty

Black coffee fuels the strong

Lasting all night long

And you feel the fire touch of blood

In this wild animal type hell

Teenage crimewave now

Mark the sins of all the young

Well the end won’t be enough

Yeah, the end just ain’t enough

For you

For me

In the eye of all the madness

Total street rage in the apocalypse

Maniac loose on the run

I’m a wild man, loaded gun

Just imagine all annihilate

Touch of death in all the alleyways

Never slow down or be scared

Covered mouths suffocate