My Way Home Is Through You E

Gonna take off all my skin, tear the hell Out of my insides when they arrive for land. Mom and dad think you'll be saved. They never had the time. They're gonna medicate your lies. 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 her arms. Can't find my way home, but it's through you, And I know what I'd do just to get Back in her arms. Oh, my God. Five hundred Different shades of shit. So what's your favorite color, punk? Do you wanna hold my hand? Could you sign this photograph? 'Cause I'm your biggest fan. Would you leave me lying there? Well, here to pay a compliment and sing about The government. Heroin, cotton, genocide, I listen to it say. Give me my sincerity, I fuck about a Kennedy. Here's what I 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 her arms. Can't find my way home, but it's through you, And I know what I'd do just to get Back in her arms. Oh, way home. Way home. Way Way home. Way Home. Can't find my way home, but it's through you, And know what I'd do just to get back In her arms. Can't find my way home, but it's through you, And I know what I'd do just to get Back. Well, in her 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. Come on, angel, cry. Come on, angel, don't you cry. Come on, angel, don't you cry. Come on, angel, don't you cry