Lyrics

I wanna go where the trouble begins And the morning after smells just like a dirty ashtray Oh, gimme shame, lock me in the shower The penitentiary, elementary school for losers If this is how it's gonna end Then it feels alright Baby, let's get sick again We're hell raisers Death wish cravers We're running with razor blades Party favors Sex with strangers We don't care what the neighbors say If this is how it's gonna end 'Cause it feels alright Baby, let's get sick again Oh, crawling out of a dead man's bed Well, we don't wanna know Well, we don't wanna know I'm killing myself just to live Well, we don't wanna go Well, we don't wanna go We're hell raisers Death wish cravers We're running with razor blades Party favors Sex with strangers We don't care what the neighbors say If this is how it's gonna end 'Cause it feels alright Baby, let's get sick again We're hell raisers Death wish cravers We're running with razor blades Party favors Sex with strangers We don't care what the neighbors say If this is how it's gonna end 'Cause it feels alright Baby, let's get sick again
Writer(s): Frank Edwin Wright Iii, Billie Joe Armstrong, Mike Ryan Pritchard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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