Beaten and bashed, by a group of teens
You’re left lying, in your own blood
Rebellious youths, on a vicious rampage
You’re in the wrong, place at the wrong time

Bottles smashed, over your head
Kneecaps smashed, in by a club...

On the ground, in excruciating agony
As steel cap, lands in your mouth...

On your back, gasping for air
As your teeth fall, down the back
Of your throat
You can taste your own blood
And feel the...
Pain

Beaten and bashed, by a group of teens
You’re left lying in your own blood
Rebellious youths on a vicious rampage
You’re in the wrong, place at the wrong time

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