I want to get back to my place

kick the deamons under my bed

getting bored of all this crap

so what's the point of showing your smile

when you never pay the right price

I hope you're sleeping good at night 


I'm bounded on a boat I know it's slowly going down


(houston, we've got a fucking problem...)

it makes me feel so sick

what they call the american dream


but I want you to know I won't give up

stedy beat plays in my soul

follow the speed of rock&roll (all right)


it's getting hard to keep going on

broken dreams, no shots in a gun

I'm reloading, I'm still young

stuck into the same page

feeling like a rat in a cage

I'm escaping from this jail


I don't want to sell my soul for sex and bubble gums

I don't want to burn my days swallowing bitter pills

all i want is feel your naked body moving on me

all I want is running forward into better days


never pay me off

with your dirty socks

all I want is to get free

never let me down

hear the burning sound

we are rising from the dust


I know it's easy feeling better

by pointing your finger on me


some would like a beer

some would like a chick

some one got them all

so won't you stay with me