Sing a song then quickly die
No more tears, no more goodbyes
Mainstream junkies, disciples of fashion
Write em’, sing em’, cash em’
Hit parade, singles charts
Is this style? Or is this art?
Radio wave serenade
The youth lie unfulfilled
With bloodstained razorblades
Young lives left to rebuild
Rehab! Sacrificial slab
Juvy hall! Downward fall
Heroes or villains take your pick
Turn the radio on then turn a trick
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