Everyone I love deserves a holiday in the sun

Almost everyday 'til the lions

Are off of their backs

Runaway teens are the gate to the Milky Way

Reach for the stars with your brightest gaze

Never let the bastards bite back

Those who've seen the backs of the cowards

Have seen how fast they can run

Bullet holes through the walls of the summer

Goddamn, what have we done?

Wicked ways

Collapsed broke and slain

Suffocate

Rattling in their chains

Oh!

Oh!

Runaway teens are the gate to the Milky Way

Reach for the stars with your brightest gaze

Never let the bastards bite back

Those who've seen the backs of the cowards

Have seen how fast they can run

Bullet holes through the walls of the summer

Goddamn, what have we done?

Everyone I love deserves a holiday in the sun

Almost everyday 'til the lions

Are off of their backs