Hold on to your fucking balls, this is gonna kill you
It's over bitch

Hold out for better days
You never know you never know
Another runaway
So far, so far away from home
The fantasy becomes
Something you hold so close
But when the day breaks

Hold out for better days
You never know, you never know
Another runaway
So far, so far away from home
The fantasy becomes
Something you hold so close
But when the day breaks
You never know, you never know

You don't seriously plan on obeying that crazy bitch, do you?

It's how it goes
Writing out nightmares all alone
Voice too trashed to hit the notes
Waiting for
Waiting for hope
In your home (In your home)
The gravity of rotting souls
It holds, it holds
You know
It never really goes
And so
You never know, you never know
I hate that stupid mouse

For so long, I thought I could only hide
Dumb kid keeping everything inside
But in the end I'm a degenerate piece of shit
Motherfucker and proud of it
I cannot take another day pretending this is it
You know the score
Come at me, bitch

Hold out for better days
You never know, you never know
Another runaway
So far, so far away from home
The fantasy becomes
Something you hold so close
But when the day breaks

Hold out for better days
You never know, you never know
Another runaway
So far, so far away from home
The fantasy becomes
Something you hold so close
But when the day breaks
You never know, you never know
Let's go, motherfucker
I know, motherfucker

Oh no
Oh no
No soul

You like that shit, Hartford?
D'you like that shit, Hartford?