Testo Toadstool

How's a kid supposed to fly
Chained into the afterlife?
Hollowed out vacuous youth
How's a kid supposed to be
Hanging heavy in a tree?
Emptied out and punctured through and through

I can't hardly wait to see Vicious tribes roaming free
Powerful and potent through and through
This is how things seem to be
Will of leaders will proceed
A war upon the righteousness of youth

Living how you're supposed to be
Carry on with dignity
Ignorance is tired after all
Once the men realize
Bulging in their bloodshot eyes
The torment and the wickedness extinct