: I'm seeing this girl and she just might be out of her mind Well she's got baggage and it's all the emotional kind She talks about closure and that
: Goodbye my friend, you've messed up again You're going to prison, you're off to the pen You've gotten off easy so many times But I guess no one told
: When we were young the future was so bright The old neighborhood was so alive And every kid on the whole damn street Was gonna make it big and not
: Maybe life is like a ride on a freeway Dodging bullets while you're trying to find your way Everyone's around, but no one does a damn thing It brings
: When the siren's flash is gone And we're left to carry on All the memories are too few When the pastor's music plays And that casket rolls away I
: Lay awake I don't give a shit If I even ever wake up in the morning Down below There's a pile of sin Always waiting for a Waiting for a warning Burned
: See the way the wind blows Lives are intertwined Watch the way the world goes The man deals out our plight Jester in the corner Laughs without a sound
: Feelings Nothing more than feelings Trying to forget my Feelings of hate Imagine Beating on your face Trying to forget my Feelings of hate Feelings
: My friend's got a girlfriend Man he hates that bitch He tells me every day He says "man I really gotta lose my chick In the worst kind of way" She
s mere moments away Where culture's defined by the Ones least refined And you'll be left behind If you don't fit in It's all distorted In americana my
Where culture's defined by the ones least refined And you?ll be left behind if you don't fit in It's all distorted in Americana, my way Well, fuck
's mere moments away Where culture's defined by the Ones least refined And you'll be left behind If you don't fit in It's all distorted In americana
Feelings Nothing more than feelings Trying to forget my Feelings of hate Imagine Beating on your face Trying to forget my Feelings of hate Feelings
Falling, I'm falling Have you ever walked through a room But it was more like the room passed around you Like there was a leash around your neck that
Lay awake I don't give a shit If I even ever wake up in the morning Down below There's a pile of sin Always waiting for a Waiting for a warning Burned
Give it to me baby. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Give it to me baby. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Give it to me baby. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. And all the girlies say I'm pretty fly For
I'm seeing this girl and she just might be out of her mind Well she's got baggage and it's all the emotional kind She talks about closure and that validation
When we were young the future was so bright The old neighborhood was so alive And every kid on the whole damn street Was gonna make it big and not be