Wake me up in the morning glory
can't get straight your lies and story
How do you mark your territory
When your trash becomes your treasure
Your immorals are my pleasure
Lose your mind and that's your lesure
Simply said, you're complicated
Understand you're overrated
More you talk the less you seem to say
We are miserable
You are drivin' me insane
This could be our sick love song
This could be your sign that things are going wrong
This could be our sick love song
Sick love song
Sick love song
Chew me up, like a meat grinder
You're cold-blooded like a sidewinder
I don't need another reminder
Just a gang of four
Got each other's back
Out for blood like wild dogs in a pack
Tearin' up the world
Put ourselves through hell
Just to have a story we can tell
You can't stop us cuz' we're
Goin' out, goin' out, goin' out, goin' out swingin'
If you got the balls to fight then come on bring it
Goin' out, goin' out, goin' out swingin
Like a midnight alley fight
Come on come on come on come on bring it
Local gutter rats
On the streets of gold
Crashing stolen cars and sellin' souls
Setting off alarms
Watch the system burn
Ain't it crazy how the tables turn
You can't stop us cuz' we're
Goin' out, goin' out, goin' out, goin' out swingin'
If you got the balls to fight then come on bring it
Goin' out, goin' out, goin' out swingin
Like a midnight alley fight
Come on come on come on come on bring it