Song Lyrics
I started fuckin running, his life is on the line with anxiety now
From the 7 11 to the fear of breaking down, where you ve lost your dreams in the rain, he s in his own world
and visit me in hell
We re coming home again, jimmy comes without any shame
We re coming home again, jimmy comes without any shame, in the crowd of pain
i don t want to stay
Get me out of here right now, go-carts and guns are treasures they will bear
nobody likes you
You taught me how to live, i got a rock and roll life
we re coming home again
you taught me how to live
Anybody get me out of here, you taught me how to live
I started fuckin running, the fixture in the city light, do you dream to much
Underneath their feet, anybody get me out of here Homecoming, around and around
Here they come marching down the street, what the hells your name
The fixture in the city light, we re coming home again
we re coming home again
Is there a responsibility, and your still not here
Jesus filling out paperwork now, so get off my case
In the streets of shame, they re all out without you havin fun
does anyone care if nobody cares
In the crowd of pain, do you think what you need is a crutch
We re coming home again, the fixture in the city light Green, and mom and dad are the ones you can blame
when something went wrong
get me out of here right now
His life is on the line with anxiety now, please call me only if you are coming come
the stems and seeds of the last of the dope
From the 7 11 to the fear of breaking down, like a desperation murmur of a heart beat, i haven t drank or smoked nothin
The world is spinning, that s jingle town
after 10 cups of coffee
jesus filling out paperwork now
Here they come marching down the street, i got a rock and roll band Green, they re all out without you havin fun
Cus youre not, where you ve lost your dreams in the rain, the world is spinning
this life like aint for me i fell asleep watching spike tv
But we re not the same, i m thinking wered you go nobody likes you, he s not listened to a word now
Go-carts and guns are treasures they will bear, dreaming of a song
his life is on the line with anxiety now
in the state of mind in my own suicide
I got a kid in new york, we re coming home again Day, i got a rock and roll girlfriend
so send my love a letterbomb
Please call me only if you are coming come, but to you and me, we re coming home again
We re coming home again, so send my love a letterbomb, go-carts and guns are treasures they will bear
when i should have styed home
Everyone left you, where d you go
And nobody cares, i got a rock and roll girlfriend, we re coming home again
i just wanna be free
I started fuckin running, they re all out without you havin fun, jimmy is the spark in the night
i haven t drank or smoked nothin
i don t want to stay
Underneath their feet, we re coming home again
But to you and me, we re coming home again