Letras:At The Drive-In. This Station Is Non-Operational. Picket Fence Cartel.

We all become what we most dislike in this picket fence cartel tell? there's nothing left to tell what have we become cycle all over again filled the shoes 'til i was ten in front of the classroom in front of my peers that day will always be remembered cause it was etched in tears daddy taught well at the end of his belt we all become what we most dislike the walk is too long and i'm tired tell? there's nothing left to tell what will i become when it's my turn again will it hurt me more than it hurts them scotch tape the volume of my mouth withold the expression that i wasn't allowed daddy taught well at the end of his belt