Teenage Terror Lyrics & Chords By The Trouble

Dirt on your face and boots on your feet
sneak out at night to drink on the street
they say that you're so young
but your mind is made up
and your passing all the others
the ones that gave up
Only 16 but your nobody's fool
you get beat up by the jocks on your way
home from school
but you've got something that they
can't understand
you got the fucking world in the palm
of your hand
Too big for boots is what they say
but you'll knock down anyone in the way
they don't understand this is the life you choose
and right now you feel like you can never lose
It's more than a tourist photo in Harvard square
it's more than a leather and purple hair
this is more than jumping the fashion cart
because your outside shows the pride in your heart
You may look different but it's by choice
no lies or accusations will silence your voice
brought into this world and forged in adolescent pain
something that others just can't explain