Scratch'd the Kid - Teenage Crime

Black Eyes
Quicksilver
Slashed face you rolled the dice you pulled the trigger
Incoming the attack of The grave digger
The attack of The grave digger
Black Eyes
Quicksilver
Slashed face you rolled the dice you pulled the trigger
Incoming the attack of The grave digger
The attack of The grave digger
November
Was a crime time
Do you remember running
Red lights high on speed?
Or was it weed?
I'll admit it I Don't really know
It's why i asked you
Take a trip to memory lane
Junk running through my veines
Things are just not the same
Not the same as they used to
To be honest I've no clue
I've been looking for the real me
The reason I've been carefree
Cop car sideways on the highway
This is our day
Adrenaline is medicine
Teenage crime
So sublime
Teenage crime
So sublime
Slashed face you rolled the dice you pulled the trigger
Incoming the attack of The grave digger
Slashed face you rolled the dice you pulled the trigger
Incoming the attack of The grave digger

Written by:
David Lilja

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