(x,4,6,6,x,x)
   (x,1,3,3,x,x)
   (2,4,4,x,x,x)
   (4,6,6,x,x,x)
    (1,3,3,x,x,x)
 (x,3,6,6,x,x)
   (x,6,8,8,x,x)
 * (x,11,13,13,x,x)
  * (x,8,10,10,x,x)
    (x,5,7,7,x,x)
    (x,3,5,5,x,x)
    (x,4,6,6,6,4)
    (x,6,8,8,8,6)
    (4,6,6,5,4,4)


[Verse 1]

           
         I'm t

              
he son of rage

          
 and love, the

 Jesus of Subu

rbia
            
        the Bi

             
ble of "none o

              
f the above" o

    
n a steady die

t of 
           
         Soda 

              
pop and Ritali

           
n, no one ever

             
 died for my s

#
ins in hell, a

s far as I can

 tell
              
        At lea

       
st the ones I'

ve gotten away

 with
              
        And th

           
ere's nothing 

           
wrong with me,

           
 this is how I

              
'm supposed to

 
 be
             
        In a l

#            
and of make be

           
lieve, that do

              
n't believe in

(
 me


[Instrumental]

         ()                


[Verse 2]

           
         Get m

              
y television f

   
ix, Sitting on

 my crucifix
            
        The li

             
ving room of m

              
y private womb

            
, While the mo


ms and brats a

re away
           
         To fa

              
ll in love and

              
 fall in debt,


 To alcohol an

d cigarettes
            
        And Ma

             
ry Jane to kee

              
p me insane, d

     
oing someone e

lse's cocaine
              
        And th

           
ere's nothing 

           
wrong with me,

           
 this is how I

              
'm supposed to

 
 be
             
        In a l

#            
and of make be

           
lieve, that do

              
n't believe in

(
 me



[Instrumental]

        ()                


                               

                                        


[Verse 3]

              
        At the

           
 center of the

              
 earth, in the

 
 parking lot
              
        Of the

        
 7-11 were I w

           
as taught, the

              
 motto was jus

    
t a lie
              
        It say

           
s home is were

              
 your heart is

     
 but what a sh

ame
              
        Cause 

           
everyone's hea

           
rt doesn't bea

           
t the same, it

              
's beating out

    
 of time


[Chorus 1]

           
         City 

         
of the dead, a

             
t the end of a


nother lost hi

ghway
           
         Sign 

           
misleading to 

  
nowhere
           
         City 

           
of the damned,

           
 lost children

      
 with dirty fa

ces today
           
         No on

           
e really seems

    
 to care


[Verse 4]

           
        I read

              
 the graffiti 

       
in the bathroo

m stall
              
        Like t

           
he holy script

           
ures of a shop

           
ping mall and 

              
so it seemed t

     
o confess
           
        It did

              
n't say much b

      
ut it only con

firmed 
              
        that t

           
he center of t

              
he earth is th

           
e end of the w

           
orld and I cou

              
ld really care

 
 less


[Chorus 2]

           
         City 

         
of the dead, a

             
t the end of a


nother lost hi

ghway
           
         Sign 

           
misleading to 

  
nowhere
           
         City 

           
of the damned,

           
 lost children

      
 with dirty fa

ces today
           
         No on

           
e really seems

    
 to care


        OI!

[Solo]

                            *    

                *           *    


[Chorus 3]

           
        I don'

           
t care if you 

           
don't, I don't

        
 care if   you

   
   don't
           
        I don'

         
t care if   yo

     
u  don't care
           
        I don'

           
t care if you 

           
don't, I don't

        
 care if   you

   
   don't
           
        I don'

         
t care if   yo

     
u  don't care
           
        I don'

           
t care if you 

           
don't, I don't

        
 care if   you

   
   don't
           
        I don'

         
t care if   yo

     
u  don't care
           
        I don'

           
t care if you 

           
don't, I don't

        
 care if   you

   
   don't
           
        I don'

         
t care if   yo

     
u  don't care
          
        I    d

#  ( 
on't care


[Instrumental]

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[Verse 5]

           
         Every

              
one is so full

       
 of shit
           
         Burn 

              
and raised by 

       
hipocrits
           
         Heart

              
s recycled but

          
 never saved
           
         From 

              
the cradle to 

       
the grave
           
         We ar

              
e the kids of 

            
war and peace
           
         From 

              
Anaheim to the

           
 Middle East
           
         We ar

              
e the stories 

              
and disciples 

   
of
           
         The J

              
esus of Suburb

   
ia


[Verse 6]

           
        Land o

           
f make believe

     
          and 

           
it don't belie

        
ve in me
           
        Land o

           
f make believe

     
          and 

           
I don't believ

      
e
            
        And I 

       
   don't care,

      
 I    don't ca


re
          
        I    d

#      
on't care, I  

        
  don't care, 

    (
I    don't car

)
e



         ()     (Bass)  


[Verse 7]

           
         Dearl

              
y beloved are 

    
you listening?
           
         I can

              
t remember a w

           
ord that you w

       
ere saying
           
         Are w

              
e demented or 

          
are we disturb

ed?
           
         The s

              
pace that's in

           
 between insan

          
e and insecure


[Instrumental]

                                


[Verse 8]

           
         Oh th

              
erapy, can you

        
 please fill t

he void?
           
         Am I 

              
retarded or am

         
 I just overjo


yed
           
         Nobod

              
y's perfect an

    
d I stand accu

sed
           
         For l

              
ack of a bette

            
r word, and th

             
at's my best e

  
xcuse


[Instrumental]

                                


[Solo]

                             

                             


[Verse 9]

           
        To liv

        
e and not to  

        
 breathe  is  

     
to  die in tra

       
 - ge - dy
          
        To   r

#      
un, to run a  

       
-  way       t

#        
o  find what y

#      
ou  be  -  lie

   
ve


[Chorus 4]

            
        And I

   
           
        Leave 

      
be - hind
          
        This h

#      
ur - ri - cane

      
 of  fuck - in

        
g  lies


[Verse 10]

           
        I lost

        
 my faith to  

     
this,    this 

        
town that don'

      
t ex - ist
           
        So I  

      
 run, I run a 

    
- way,    the 

        
light of ma - 

     
so - chist


[Chorus 5]

            
        And I

   
           
        Leave 

      
be - hind
          
        This h

#      
ur - ri - cane

      
 of  fuck - in

       
g  lies


[Chorus 6]

         
        And I

   
           
        Walked

        
 this line
         
        A   mi

      
ll - ion and o

#    
ne fuck-ing ti

   
mes
         
        But no

  (
t this time


[Solo]

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[Verse 11]

            
         I don

            
't feel any sh

            
ame, i wont ap

        
ologize
            
         When 

            
there ain't no

              
where you can 


go
            
         Runni

            
ng away from p

            
ain when you'v

            
e been victimi

zed
            
         Tales

       
 from another 

broken


[Outro]

           
        Home, 

         
you're leav-in


'
           
         you'r

     
e leav-ing, yo

       
u're leav-ing
           
         ah yo

        
u're leav-in  

( 
 home

         ()