Gonna take off all my skin,
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Tear apart all of my insides,
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When they rifle in,
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Mom and Dad think you'll be saved,
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They never had the time,
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They're gonna medicate your lives,
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You were always born a crime,
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We salute you in your grave.
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Can't find my way home,
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But it's through you and I know,
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What I'd do just to get back in her arms,
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Can't find my way home,
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But it's through you and I know,
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What I'd do just to get back in her arms.
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[Spoken in background]
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(Well my gun fires
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seven different shades of shit,
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So what's your favorite color, punk?)
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Do you wanna hold my hand?
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Could you sign this photograph,
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'Cause I'm your biggest fan,
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Would you leave me lying here?
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We're not here to pay a compliment,
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Or sing about the government,
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Oxycontin genocide,
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Adolescent suicide,
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I'll give you my sincerity,
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{Don't give} a fuck about a Kennedy,
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Here's what I've got to say.
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Can't find my way home,
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But it's through you and I know,
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What I'd do just to get back in her arms,
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Can't find my way home,
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But it's through you and I know,
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What I'd do just to get back in her arms.
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No way home why
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[x4]
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[in background]
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We've got to go
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[x7]
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Can't find my way home,
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But it's through you and I know,
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What I'd do just to get back in her arms,
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Can't find my way home,
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But it's through you and I know,
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What I'd do just to get back, well, in her arms.
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I can't find the way
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[x6]
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Come on angel, don't you cry
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[x4]
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My Way Home Is Through You
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| My Chemical Romance |
