Setting the Shadows

We are the kids your parents warned you about Don't threaten me with a good tme Misery loves company, the monster hiding in plain sight You go dead inside, burning both ends Bad things taste good, I lef myself behind He has a way of getng in your brain cs bad as it gets to be a prey It's yours to break because you paid for it Hell is something you carry around with you I'm my own pet peeve, some nightmare fuel Bad things taste good, I lef myself behind I'm my own pet peeve, some nightmare fuel