Out in the city, (really gone wasted trash)

This could get tricky, (pretty gone wasted smashed)

Brown paper bags, (really gone wasted trash)
Sippin' on mickeys, (pretty gone wasted smashed)


I'm feelin' risky, no girl can fix me
I'm feelin' funny they call us junkies
Walkin' on stars blastin' off far


They left us for dead
Forgot what we said

From the start we knew we were broken
This life is a glitch something we should fix
From the start we were ghosts in the machine


This place is sketchy
I'm feelin' tipsy

Out with the homies
In with the crowds
I think your really (really gone wasted trashed)

I think your pretty (pretty gone wasted smashed)
Dreams of succeedin' (rich, rich, I'm rich)
And heavy breathin' (pretty gone wasted smashed)


My circuitry is wired
Imperfect I'm on fire

Do whatcha gotta I know you're lying
This girl is taking over
This girl is taking over, over


[CHRIS SHELLEY]
Oh! you've got your money but it ain't enough

Oh! you run your mouth but running ain't enough
Oh! your flashy cars and clothes, don't give a $#&@
Oh oh oh! we run this town so just get lost ohh


Just get lost
Just get lost


Move....


You run your mouth but runnin' ain't enough

They left us for dead

Forgot what we said
From the start we knew we were broken
This life is a glitch something we should fix

From the start we were ghosts in the machine