Tonight I'm so sky high I can only see one star in the sky Wanna get closer, put your name on it Lift me up so I can reach it If I do just one thing
Wanna spend my whole life drunk, never wanna give a fuck Wanna walk through gates of heaven, backstage pass in hand St. Peter, park my car, there's
Thunder and lightning are ready to drop I'm here, waiting for the whole thing to stop And wash away this stagnant skin on me On the eve of my release
You knew this wouldn't last forever You never thought you'd live to see it taken away Another super-human chemical hero A pocket full of change when
Well, I tried everything at least once And if I liked it then I did it a bunch But the only thing that failed me Were the things that were meant to
Get out of bed with a pain in your guts Reluctant riser, wondering who you trust The mirror tosses you two jaded eyes You're curled up in your bitter
you Don't let me down again Down again Down again Down again In my cold blood, I'm bent right out of shape But this is something, something else You're high
The letching corpse of rock 'n' roll The letching corpse of rock 'n' roll The letching corpse of rock 'n' roll The letching corpse of rock 'n' roll
Wait my turn Wait my time Stand in line Passing through Passing by Stand in line Stand in line Holding on Holding on Stand in line Stand
From a place that no one knows Populated by everyday Joes I just wanna let you know Everyday I feel like one of those All hope is gone I don't
I've wasted my time trying to figure out Who you are, what you're on, what you're all about This is no time to say maybe This is the time to get heavy
From a place that no one knows Populated by everyday Joes I just wanna let you know Everyday I feel like one of those All hope is gone I don't believe
You knew this wouldn't last forever You never thought you'd live to see it taken away Another super-human chemical hero A pocket full of change when it
Wanna spend my whole life drunk Never wanna give a fuck Wanna walk through gates of Heaven Backstage pass in hand St. Peter, park my car There's angels
Wait my turn Waste my time Stand in line Passing through Passing by Stand in line Stand in line Holding on Holding on Stand in line Stand in line
