If 'home is where the heart is' Then we're all just f**ked I can't remember I can't remember
And I want it so bad I'd shoot the sunshine into my veins I can't remember the good old days
And it's kind of funny The way we're wearing anchors on our shirts When being anchored or bored just feels like a curse
My mind is a safe And if I keep it then we all get rich My body is an orphanage 'We take everyone in' Doing lines of dust and sweat Off last night's stage Just to feel like you
The milligrams in my head Burning tobacco In the wind Chasing the direction Chasing the direction Chasing the direction you went
You're a bottled star The planets align You're just like Mars You shine in the sky You shine in the sky
Are all the good times getting gone? They come and go and go and come and go I've got a lot of friends who are stars But some are just black holes
My mind is a safe And if I keep it then we all get rich My body is an orphanage 'We take everyone in' Doing lines of dust and sweat Off last night's stage Just to feel like you
And it's kind of funny The way we're wearing anchors on our shirts When being anchored or bored just feels like a curse
My mind is a safe And if I keep it then we all get rich My body is an orphanage 'We take everyone in' Doing lines of dust and sweat Off last night's stage Just to feel like you
If 'home is where the heart is' Then we're all just f**ked
Compositores: Andrew John Hurley (BMI), Joseph Mark Trohman (BMI), Patrick Martin Stumph (BMI), Peter Wentz (BMI)Editores: Chicago X Softcore Songs (BMI), Sony/ATV Songs LLC (BMI)Publicado em 2008ECAD verificado obra #3109173 e fonograma #2033526 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM