| Song | The Kids Are All Wrong |
| Artist | London After Midnight |
| Album | Violent Acts of Beauty |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Brennan | |
| Fame, hate, pain, | |
| It all controls you. | |
| Rage, fear, blame, | |
| It satisfies you. | |
| No one ever really loved you much anyway, | |
| no one really understands so you'll make them pay. | |
| They're the target, | |
| they're the meat, | |
| they're the animal. | |
| You're the star, you are pure, | |
| they're the criminal. | |
| It isn't hard, bigger than God. | |
| Filthy mind, you're one of my kind. | |
| And I can see, how it should be, | |
| we don't belong, | |
| the Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| Love, trust, faith, | |
| It all escaped you. | |
| Self, lies, rage, | |
| And now this shape you. | |
| It's from the Id, it has come to devour you. | |
| You're the star no matter what they are telling you. | |
| Make them afraid and they'll respect what you tell them to. | |
| Make them afraid and maybe one day they'll love you too. | |
| It isn't hard, bigger than God. | |
| Filthy mind, you're one of my kind. | |
| And I can see, how it should be, | |
| we don't belong, | |
| the Kids are all wrong. | |
| It isn't hard, bigger than God. | |
| Filthy mind, you're one of my kind. | |
| And I can see, how it should be, | |
| we don't belong, | |
| the Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. |
| zuo qu : Brennan | |
| Fame, hate, pain, | |
| It all controls you. | |
| Rage, fear, blame, | |
| It satisfies you. | |
| No one ever really loved you much anyway, | |
| no one really understands so you' ll make them pay. | |
| They' re the target, | |
| they' re the meat, | |
| they' re the animal. | |
| You' re the star, you are pure, | |
| they' re the criminal. | |
| It isn' t hard, bigger than God. | |
| Filthy mind, you' re one of my kind. | |
| And I can see, how it should be, | |
| we don' t belong, | |
| the Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| Love, trust, faith, | |
| It all escaped you. | |
| Self, lies, rage, | |
| And now this shape you. | |
| It' s from the Id, it has come to devour you. | |
| You' re the star no matter what they are telling you. | |
| Make them afraid and they' ll respect what you tell them to. | |
| Make them afraid and maybe one day they' ll love you too. | |
| It isn' t hard, bigger than God. | |
| Filthy mind, you' re one of my kind. | |
| And I can see, how it should be, | |
| we don' t belong, | |
| the Kids are all wrong. | |
| It isn' t hard, bigger than God. | |
| Filthy mind, you' re one of my kind. | |
| And I can see, how it should be, | |
| we don' t belong, | |
| the Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. |
| zuò qǔ : Brennan | |
| Fame, hate, pain, | |
| It all controls you. | |
| Rage, fear, blame, | |
| It satisfies you. | |
| No one ever really loved you much anyway, | |
| no one really understands so you' ll make them pay. | |
| They' re the target, | |
| they' re the meat, | |
| they' re the animal. | |
| You' re the star, you are pure, | |
| they' re the criminal. | |
| It isn' t hard, bigger than God. | |
| Filthy mind, you' re one of my kind. | |
| And I can see, how it should be, | |
| we don' t belong, | |
| the Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| Love, trust, faith, | |
| It all escaped you. | |
| Self, lies, rage, | |
| And now this shape you. | |
| It' s from the Id, it has come to devour you. | |
| You' re the star no matter what they are telling you. | |
| Make them afraid and they' ll respect what you tell them to. | |
| Make them afraid and maybe one day they' ll love you too. | |
| It isn' t hard, bigger than God. | |
| Filthy mind, you' re one of my kind. | |
| And I can see, how it should be, | |
| we don' t belong, | |
| the Kids are all wrong. | |
| It isn' t hard, bigger than God. | |
| Filthy mind, you' re one of my kind. | |
| And I can see, how it should be, | |
| we don' t belong, | |
| the Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. | |
| The Kids are all wrong. |