The Kids Are Ready To Die (acoustic)

All these inanimate places feel like they're changing The kids all lined up on the wall like they're ready to die These arms are sending it's like they just rearrange them We were caged up like animals, questioned and ready to cry Cause I was just 13 when I got my first take of danger Standing by the church, I had a bottle and a pen in my hand Oh I said "Father, I'm sorry. I just don't know what to do with this anger" This behavior is correctable, I know this wasn't part of your plan But little fucks like us, we were always receiving instruction And you could burn off our clothes, you could wash out the ink and the dye But you can't look me in the eye and say you don't feel like a little destruction And the kids are lined up on the wall and they're ready to die And the kids are lined up on the wall and they're ready to die All these days just seem like they're getting longer The view from our room is a gloomy and overcast grey The weakness we left behind seems to be getting stronger I swear there's something in the air, and I don't know what anyone could say Cause I saw the news this morning, there was another Boy by the side of the road, he had a gun in his hand I thought "What could you say to make it ever make sense to his mother?" Oh ma'am, he was excitable, we were just trying to make him a man But the day will come when it falls like a cheap house of plastic And the cards that were dealt, will be tossed like a storm in the sky Cause you can only lie so long before you get something drastic And the kids are lined up on the wall and they're ready to die And the kids are lined up on the wall and they're ready to die