Angelic Boy Lyrics

[Intro]
Man, I don't know what I'm gonna do anymore! huh
I'm gonna kill

[Verse 1]
I'm 15, my name's Johnny, they say that I'm a sociopath
Cuz I kill squirrels and birds for a hobby
I build backyard bombs, I can teach ya
Aluminum foil and hydrochloric acid from toilet bowl cleaner
Basically girls don't date me, teachers hate me
I'm a pimpled faced loser, been picked on since grade 3
Called enough names, makin' chump change, my blood rains
I wanna punch brains, I wanna cut veins and blow up planes
My sister, she's a known whore, I hate my family
My dad is a cop, that fat pig just don't understand me
f*ck all the slutty loose hoes and cyber bullies and [?] trolls
And rich kids in school makin' fun of my school clothes
Cryin' inside, dyin' inside and my mind is torture
I been diagnosed with more than just anxiety disorder
Every dream I have shattered, every thing dramatic, traumatic
The pain tragic, I wanna be dead, I wanna lay in traffic
Is my brain damaged? I was raised catholic
I prayed in the cathedral to St. Patrick but I'm hated in my age [?]
The kids in the school call me a gay faggot
Mental I'm deadly I'm ready
I'mma make 'em remember my name and won't ever forget me

[Chorus 1]
I'm 15
I wanna be somebody
My name's Johnny
You will remember me

[Verse 2]
My mother love me, she's the only one that didn't judge me
I pledge allegiance to my dick, I hate this f*ckin' country
They can die and kiss my dick, piss on the flag, piss on the FED
f*ck any bitch pig with a badge, I'm pissed like a bitch on a rig
I head to a gun freeze on the nights [?]
They put me on Rolling Stones cover like the Boston bomber
Looks like a Norman Rockwell, all American nice seen
I walk in and see kids with their parents eating ice cream
Innocent children smilin' I can't stand 'em like roaches
I got a semi-auto hand gun in the bag of explosives
Sweat drippin' I'm shakin', the trigger f*ck it I touch it
The gun goes off I hit this 6-year-old boy in his stomach
He's crying, his mother screamin', she [?] baby on the floor bleedin' ain't nobody leavin', it's time to get even I start shooting, blood splatters on the curtain fabric
I feel like I'm high on acid
It's the gunpowder explodes in slow mo, the gun flashes
I'm blacking out, I see children folding and blood splashes
Blood on my eyeglasses
Die bastards, gon' cock it, I'm steppin' in my own vomit
I can't believe I'm doin' this, it's too late I'm all in I can't stop it
I disgrace living I'm hate-driven, I see a little girl dying on the floor
And a boy with his face missin'
I keep firin', the pregnant mother gets hit, custom is trippin'
Over bodies runnin' towards the door of the exit
I hear police sirens, I see the cops surrounded me
I notice a hole in my chest and blood flowin' outta me
Vision blurry, I'm frozen, bullets in my body exploding
Blood and sweat soaking, feces and urine in my clothing
Bullet flies through my cheek, a bullet hit my neck, my neck broken
Vomit coming from my mouth I'm spitting up blood, choking
I see flowers growing I feel like I'm floating I see my casket closing
And hear the voices that tortured souls moaning like this

[Chorus]
I'm 15
My name's Johnny
I'll make 'em remember my name

[Verse 3]
The message call some badly harmin'
And become a master of murdering [?]
And you could be the media's personal doll
And they call blacks thugs and Muslims terrorists
But I'm white so they say I couldn't been cured by medication
And therapies
They blame Facebook, blame video games, they blame the pain
They blame the gun on [?], they blame the bullies, this is a blame game
Blame the opposing politician policies
But wait a minute
They blame [?] everybody but me
I'm the one that did it
The conspiracy theorist [?]
Claimin' I was part of a CIA mind control program
I got what I wanted, attention, fame, I'm on TV
No one cares about the names of the victims or their family
I'm the super star, the ratings booster, a media friendly and all the glorification is helping to create the next me

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