15 months and they would Drag you from your throne But you ain't got no place to go You're the bad one from the day you were born You can run I dont think that you can hide
Have you found the knife and cigarettes inside of your locker with your books? Smoking weed with Joe and Rock inside his house You can run I don't think that you can hide
(Chorus) Mom wants you to come back home She keeps crying when I call her on the phone Won't you give this thing a chance? You were not what you were When you were young You were not what you were When you were young
I was fucked up when you needed me the most Trying to starve myself to death I still feel like I did something always wrong You can run I don't think that you can hide
(Chorus) Mom wants you to come back home She keeps crying when I call her on the phone Won't you give this things a chance? Cause you were not what you were When you were young
You were not what you were When you were young
Compositor: William Richard Fitzsimmons ECAD: Obra #6530638