Gonna take off all my skins
Till they burn out all my insides
When they run for him
Mom and dad think you'll be saved
They never had the time,
Their gonna medicate your lives
You where always born a crime
We salute you in your grave!
Can't find my way home
But it's through you and I know
What I'd do just to get back in your arms
Can't find my way home
But it's through you and I know
What I'd do just to get back in your arms
[Oh My God! Vile! Seven different shades of shit, so whats your favorite color, Punk?]]
Do you want to hold my hand?
Could you sign this photograph?
Cuz I'm your biggest fan.
Would you leave me lying here?
We're not here to pay a compliment
And sing about the government
Oxycodone genocide
Adolescent suicide
I'll give you my sincerity
Don't give a fuck about a Kennedy
Here's what I got to say!
Can't find my way home
But it's through you and I know
What I'd do just to get back in your arms
Can't find my way home
But it's through you and I know
What I'd do just to get back in your arms
Ohhhh
Whoa, Yeah yeah oh.
[We've got to go! x7]
Can't find my way home
But it's through you and I know
What I'd do just to get back in your arms
Can't find my way home
But it's through you and I know
What I'd do just to get back in your arms
Can't find the way, can't find the way
Can't find the way-ay-ay-ay-ay
Can't find the way-ay-ay-ay-ay
C'mon angel, dont you cry, C'mon angels dont you cry x2
