Il testo della Thiskidsnotalright

(i still don't know what i'm doing).
Fuck

Troubles coming for the free, man.
We shake them, shake them with the free hand.
So stand tall, shout out with me.

Do your dirty work without me.
Say your best when no one can see.
Stand up, catch fire with me.

This kid's not alright.
This kid's not alright.
This kid's not alright.
But this kid's not alright.

I've been sleeping with these,
I've been sleeping with these thoughts, man
I've been contemplating singing them.
So stand up, catch fire with me.

You can follow them to hell.

This kid's not alright.
This kid's not alright.
This kid's not alright.
But this kid's not alright.

I'm scared, i may derail.

You can follow them to hell.
You can follow them to hell.
You can follow them to hell.
You can follow them to hell.
You can follow them to hell.

This kid's not alright.
You can follow them to hell.
This kid's not alright.
You can follow them to hell.

This kid's not alright.
You can follow them to hell.
But this kid's not alright.