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 [bad word]  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 [bad word] And sing about the government
Oxycodine genocide
Adolescent suicide
I'll give you my sincerity
Don't give a [bad word] 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]