Hey, Look At Me, I Can Get Dirty Too

If I tell you I had wings,
would you believe me?
If I told you I was sinner, too
would you believe me?

What if I was worse than you?
What if I killed and maimed?
Your crimes seem so petty compared to mine.

Teen aged suicide,
an adolecent homicide,
it's all the same.

I've been taught to kill.
You only press the knife deeper into my hands.
And you don't even know.