I walk a lonely road. The only road I have ever known doesn't know where it goes but I'm the only one but when I come around you can wake me up when September ends. As my memory rests but never forgets what i lost do you have the time to listen to me whine about the red neck agenda. Summer has come and passed ashame the ones who died without a name on holiday. But after all of this will you say hello from across the street from a place in town we used to meet cause you son of a bitch you're gonna beg and cour. Ba da bing ba da bang ba da boom Ba da bing ba da bang ba da boom !!!!!! This is a 21st century breakdown because we have to say goodbye to the ones that we love. Sometimes I give myself the creeps. Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me. I don't know why every dog is howlin out of key to hym called faith and missoury. I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies this is the dawning of the rest of our lives on holiday. While 21 guns we throw up our arms and give up the fight one twenty one guns throw up our arms into the sky you and i. Did you try to live on your own when you burnt down your house and home? Im the jesus of suburbia