Mental Warzone Lyrics

Son why won't you go to school you must get a job real soon
Or else clean up you room grow up you god d*** fool

We're ashamed our son is doomed
He's possessed up in his room
Son quit that f****** noise
From now you're grounded
In a mental warzone in a mental warzone
It's all written in my hand I'll be dead by midnight
They call him the reaper man he whispers in my mind

We're ashamed our son is doomed
He's possessed up in his room
Son quit that f****** noise
From now you're grounded

In a mental warzone in a mental warzone

In a mental warzone in a mental warzone
A mental warzone a mental warzone