Doomed from the Start

Now the classic

Box me in

No virgin line on

My virgin skin

Another lie for

Another win

Reconsider

Your next of kin

All the people that you trust

Are they like me

They've all gone nuts

Now the rainbow

Has turned to dust

The paper trails have been turning up

The dogs I find

Are mostly pests

But when they're hungry

It's mostly bass

All the people

Who say they love you

To each other

The fault is on you

Looking past all the red tape

I can see our lives

Drifting away

All God's children

Throw around their weight

Like overgrown children

We're all bound to break

Now the moon, she

Seems so far

Like pawn shop walls and

Their guitars

Maybe dad makes me throw a punch

Maybe I have grown up enough

All the people who wanna claim blood

Can't sleep in under their rugs

All God's children

Throw around their weight

Like overgrown children

We're all bound to break