When walking into some teenager’s roomIt reeks of weed mixed with Geek-kid seedAnd so basically, it smells like Teen SpiritBecause whether he’s found during day or nightGuests are always greeted, with this same sightWaking and baking, then begins rubbing his weenMasturbation marathon, no headphones, volume upHis windows, open, didn’t care if heard & seenSince it’s … Continue reading Some Teenager’s Room (The Kids Are[‘nt] Alright)