(Borg, Dregen, Carlsson) I gotta go now, and I don?t need you Sometimes it feels like suicide it?s on my mind I ain?t got time for a second round
wake up late for school and you don?t wanna go You ask your mom, please, but she still says no Went outside, said, your place not mine Chop `em out, baby
(Dregen, Borg) He thinks he?s Jesus and I think not He really thinks he?s something She?ll make a fortune without luck I?ll make my friends without
(Borg, Dregen) I do like flowers but I don't like Mr. Rose If Mr. Rose was a flower I'd put a bullet up his nose If Louie was a writer he would read
(Borg/Dregen) I saw red, I saw green I think I saw what the whole world?s seen Gotta get away, gotta get away `Cause I know that nothin? lasts forever
I will only fool myself So come on baby wont you fill up this bad machine So come on baby wont you fill up this bad machine So come on baby wont you
(Dregen/Borg/Blomquist) One got down three to go Well, everybody cares but no one seems to show `Cause when I wake up in the morning I can?t feel
(Borg/Dregen) 1, 2, 3, 4 Look at you, man, look at the band Look at the day, don?t throw it away I need a pill and a coffee re-fill And everything