Misdemeanors - Howl (band)
A boy's death find him
Vacantly portrayed as a thief
And he laughs his laugh
He jokes on you
And you consider him for release
Drunk means hours of violence
Twenty-four hours to kill
A boy's loose cannon
Waiting for disaster
And he laughs his laugh
The grinding teeth
Yelling faster faster can we go any faster
Drunk means hours of violence
Twenty-fours hours to kill
Up to something good for nothing
F**k the statues there
And if your so-called friends
Won't cage you in the end
Your misdemeanors will
Up to something good for nothing
F**k the statues there
And if your so-called friends
Won't cage you in the end
Your misdemeanors will
Oh yeah need it
Misdemeanors will
