Laugh It Up, Kid - Rotting Out

The streets flood with garbage, but the drains only take the rain

The ocean over flows, the waves throw fists at the shore

Its these kids that know how to settle the score

They take away their frustration in the meanest way

Around here I never see the same face

I walk with lost people in unknown places

We talk about the great things that we’ll do with our lives

Now sit back as life passes you by

I had in alleyways and walk home when its safe

Around the corner, well this is where they wait

Breaking rules never seemed so wrong

Its these teenage dreams that help us scrape along

I find ghosts and they shine so bright

Are they making good choices or is it me who is losing sight…