Lyrics
the sun goes up
over a picturesque urban-scape
a white picket calley
with no sign of escape
those pretty little houses
all lined up in a row
but like a rat in a cage
kid you've got nowhere to go
and you can only chase your
tail for so long
it seems like every move
you make is wrong
and you're so confused
about what to do
drown your sorrows in
another bag of glue
YOU KNOW you're going out tonight
but nothing ever seems to turn out rigth
YOU KNOW you're going out tonight
but nothing ever seems to turn out right
too much apathy
and not enough empathy
you don't give a fuck
about anything
but what's to believe in
when it's all so fake
and all you know is that
your parents turned out that way
no you just want to
have a good time
but it seems like there's
nothing good to find
just a grey house a white house
another grey house
you're just looking
for some way out