Gonna take off all my skins Tell them pull out all my insides When they rifle in, Mom and dad think you'll be saved
They never had the time, They're gonna medicate your lives You were 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
[Well my gun, fires seven different shades of shit, so whats your favorite color, Punk?]
Do you want to hold my hand? Could you sign this photograph? Cause I'm your biggest fan. Would you leave me lying here?
We're not here to pay a compliment And sing about the government Oxycodine genocide Adolescent suicide I'll give you my sincerity Don't give a fuck about a Kennedy Here's what I've 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, can't find the way Can't find the way-ay-ay-ay-ay
[C'mon angel, dont you cry, C'mon angels dont you cry x2]