He’s a little freak he wants to do what he wants to do
Flying in his paper airplane without a parachute
Living in his parents’ basement
Perfect little squares of pavement
Monotony lobotomy
He wants he wants he wants
To fly higher than the sun
She’s a little sick she’s not afraid to show her scars
Soaring like a kamikaze, she’s out there shooting stars
Burning through the world like napalm
Living like a ticking time bomb
Authority is gravity
She wants she wants she wants
CHORUS
We want out
We want out
We want out
CHORUS
Written by Freddy Litwiniuk, DeAnna Moore, Dave Tough
©
2012
Contact: Dave Tough * 5801 Tee Pee Trace * Cane Ridge, Tennessee
615.554.6693 www.davetough.com