Gonna take off all my skin,
Tear apart all of my insides,
And when they rifle in,
Mom and Dad think you´ll be saved,
They never had the time,
They gonna medicate your lives,
You were always born a crime,
We salute you in your grave,

[Chorus]
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.

[Spoken In Background]
Well my gun fires seven different shades of shit
So what´s your favorite color, punk?
[End Of Spoken]

Do you wanna hold my hand?
Could you sign this photograph?
Cuz I´m your biggest fan,
Would you leave me lying here?

We ain´t here to pay a compliment,
or sing about the government,
Oxycodone genocide,
Adolescent suicide,
Give you my sincerity,
Don´t give a fuck about a Kennedy,
Here´s what I got to say:

[Chorus]

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 her arms.

No way home[x4]
(We got to go!)[x7]

[Chorus]
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 well in her arms,

Can´t find the way [x6]

C´mon, Angel, Don´t you cry [x4]