All we wanted was to be disgraced
You poured oil on my headstrong days
Cut some eyes in Styrofoam
They aimed high and we went home
Found my style but lost my phone
They aimed high and we went home
We went home
All we wanted was to be misplaced
Heavens opened and we slipped in space
Cut some eyes in Styrofoam
They aimed high and we went home
Found my style but lost my phone
They aimed high and we went home
We went home
Well I like a good cause as much as the next guy
You can count on me or spit in my eye
Well I like a good fight as much as the next guy
You can count on me or spit in my eye
Cut some eyes in Styrofoam
They aimed high and we went home
Found my style but lost my phone
They aimed high and we went home
We went home
Well I like a good cause as much as the next guy
You can count on me or spit in my eye
Well I like a good fight as much as the next guy
You can count on me or spit in my eye