They are plotting how to objectify
Under a sky of broken trust
Rumours begin to multiply
Forming puddles of disgust

Corridors house the veil of deception
Authority looked the other way
Tangled in webs of sticky humiliation
Hoping for the end of day

The brochure portrayed a safe haven
Far from this adolescent war
One lost soul ain’t worth saving
But a reputation is worth fighting for

Barricade the doors of freedom
Let the halls ring with screams
Pray to God for you might need him
Relinquish all your hopes and dreams

The barrel of the devil’s tool
Weighs my soul with a burden
The day I dreamt I shot up my school
Where my conscience lies uncertain