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There's no where to go

There's nothing to do

Can't stay out late living in your zoo

I can't have no friends

I can't have no fun

So where do I go

When I refuse to run

There's blood on the streets of Brecksville

Kids are scared as hell

There's blood on the streets of Brecksville

Gotta break out of their cell

Monotonous middle class boredom

Kid's all look the same

How come when I act different

It brings me so much pain

There's nothing different

There's nothing new

So why do I stay?

There's nothing different

There's nothing new

Still hoping for a better day

There's blood on the streets of Brecksville

Kids are scared as hell

There's blood on the streets of Brecksville

Gotta break out of their cell

We've been under their rules for too long

And they're corrupt as sin

I'm telling you brothers keep fighting

And we will surely win

You'll never understand our anger

So don't tell us what to do

You'll never understand our fury

So that's why you are through