| Song | Kids Aren't Alright |
| Artist | Clit 45 |
| Album | Self-Hate Crimes |
| 作曲 : Dave, Mike | |
| Glued to the phone to see what he can cop | |
| Too many pills wondering why his heart hasn't stopped | |
| Beating up his body how far can he go? | |
| Trampled by a bull, razorblades and broken bones | |
| My broken bones, my bones, oh no | |
| And I don't know what happened to me | |
| Life's a distortion and I can't see | |
| Pills, booze and amphetamines so innocent they seem | |
| It's all suffocation and I can't breathe | |
| Sucking and f**king their way through life | |
| These kids aren't alright | |
| Living off of letter 5 and plastic bills | |
| Buildings fell but they were too f**ked up to feel | |
| He's not alright, can't stand up, too high | |
| Walls are talking to him and he don't know why, no why? | |
| They're getting trashed, without precautions | |
| Like a car crash, so blatantly obvious | |
| Too much too fast, but you can't stop them | |
| Cause there's no turning back, it's not an option | |
| Out on his own he travels alone | |
| The way he's living, he can't condone | |
| In and out, there is no control | |
| Out, out, out this life has taken its toll | |
| What the f**k is going on? They're too f**ked up to ask why | |
| These kids aren't alright | |
| Oh f**k what's happening to me? | |
| These kids aren't alright ya see? | |
| I'm not alright |
| zuò qǔ : Dave, Mike | |
| Glued to the phone to see what he can cop | |
| Too many pills wondering why his heart hasn' t stopped | |
| Beating up his body how far can he go? | |
| Trampled by a bull, razorblades and broken bones | |
| My broken bones, my bones, oh no | |
| And I don' t know what happened to me | |
| Life' s a distortion and I can' t see | |
| Pills, booze and amphetamines so innocent they seem | |
| It' s all suffocation and I can' t breathe | |
| Sucking and f king their way through life | |
| These kids aren' t alright | |
| Living off of letter 5 and plastic bills | |
| Buildings fell but they were too f ked up to feel | |
| He' s not alright, can' t stand up, too high | |
| Walls are talking to him and he don' t know why, no why? | |
| They' re getting trashed, without precautions | |
| Like a car crash, so blatantly obvious | |
| Too much too fast, but you can' t stop them | |
| Cause there' s no turning back, it' s not an option | |
| Out on his own he travels alone | |
| The way he' s living, he can' t condone | |
| In and out, there is no control | |
| Out, out, out this life has taken its toll | |
| What the f k is going on? They' re too f ked up to ask why | |
| These kids aren' t alright | |
| Oh f k what' s happening to me? | |
| These kids aren' t alright ya see? | |
| I' m not alright |