I slept through my alarm
There's something wrong with it
I look down my skin, my sheet's soaked wet

I had the wildest dream
Was non to subtle
About a world on fire and a youth in trouble

Up out all night, in bright lit wonderland [bad word] online with, I don't understand it
With the music taste abominable
Man I'm worried sick for a youth in trouble

Inside all day it's buried in the screen
Seen pictures that I pray I never had to see
Like the ṗros make me so [bad word] 
God I'm terrified of youth in trouble

Go [bad word] for your lives
The world's on fire because of the youth in trouble [bad word]  hide, fight for your life
The kid's alright,
It's just youth in trouble
Go hide, close my eyes
Televise the youth in trouble
Oh my, to lie or not while you see kids
It's all I really wanna do