Blood on the classroom floor, running down the halls

Quick to dislocate the blame, but that blood stains us all

It's a horror movie high school and the aliens are us

Dehumanized to the breaking point where it's a weakness to show trust

I woke up this morning to find that I'd shot up my school

Well it wasn't really me, but I feel like the accused





Disaffected, maladjusted, murder in their heads

When the culture's predatory, what did you expect?





'Cause when we're taught to act like zombies, expect our conscience to rot

And when the cutthoat gets the glory, expect some throats to get cut

This ain't no place for learning nothing, except how to conform

And when mercy's seen as weakness, well that's what they're gonna learn

And that school wasn't really mine, but it was somewhere I could see

It was the pinnacles of power and the boardrooms and the bedrooms

And the streets and every corner of this broken land-of-plenty machine





Disaffected, maladjusted, it ain't over yet

Emptiness is elevated, what did you expect?





Another highschool massacre on your TV screen

But when you see that monster baby, know you're looking at me

It's a brutal generation, preying on the weak

But tell me, what did you expect? That's what you taught them to be.





But I learned to fight with words instead of bullets or with blows

And I learned that "geek" just means that there are things I want to know

'Til you judge us by our character, not cash and cars and clothes

What we reap is what we sew





No one seems to listen until someone ends up dead

When you take away all outlets, what did you expect?





We're just being true to our school.