4th Grade Dropout - The Dillinger Escape Plan

The chain linked fence

Surrounds the feeble child

Gag your mouth

To hear sweet melodies

Lifted your hand to swing

To swing the chair

To swing the chair

Pounding my brain

Love her and tell her

Fuck her and smell her

Don’t fall for it

Don’t fall for me

Don’t fall for me

Don’t fall for me

Fall child

Just one more thing

Kiss my lips and make me fly

I told you not to fall for it

Kiss my lip and make me fly!