Songtexte 1 to 9 - Sledge

When the torment starts first grade up
No one knows how one will act
From one to nine years, no friends
From one to nine years, no help
We should have seen it sooner
Before something in their heads snaps
Before they turn into a shooter
And their gun goes click clack
They want to take revenge
On the ones that didnt help them
and on the ones that made their life a living hell
On the so called friends and maybe teachers
Their names will be mentioned by preachers

You need to lock the classroom door
You need to go to the corner with no windows

From one to nine years of torment
You know it builds up hatered
From one to nine years of torture
Morality goes through changes
They want to have vengeance
They want to release their anger
Society has disaponted them
They hate the human race
They think your human waste
Depresson and insanity tearing through their mind space
You cant just medicate that
It wont go away
We didnt see the signs
We didnt know when to act

You need to lock the classroom door
You need to go to the corner with no windows