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 -Jesus Of Suburbia-
 
 Part  Jesus Of Suburbia
  the son of rage and love
 The  of Suburbia
 The bible of none  the above
  a steady diet of
 Soda pop  Ritalin
 No  ever died for my
 Sins in hell
 As  as I can tell
 At least the ones  got away with
 
 And there's  wrong with me
 This is  I'm supposed to be
 In  land of make believe
 That  believe in me
 
 Get my  fix
 Sitting  my crucifix
 The living room on  private womb
 While the Moms  Brads are away
 To fall in love  fall in debt
  alcohol and cigarettes
 And Mary Jane
  keep me insane
  someone else's cocaine
 
 And there's nothing wrong with 
 This is how I'm  to be
 In a  of make believe
 That don't believe in 
 
 Part II: City  the Damned
 At the center of the 
 In the  lot
 Of  7-11 were I was taught
 The  was just a lie
 
 It says home  were your heart is
 But  a shame
 Cause everyone's heart
 Doesn't beat the 
 It's beating  of time
 
 City of the 
 At  end of another lost highway
 Signs misleading to 
  of the damned
 Lost children with dirty  today
 No  really seems to care
 
 I read the 
 In the  stall
 Like the  scriptures of a shopping mall
 And so it seemed  confess
 
 It didn't say 
  it only confirmed that
  center of the earth
 Is the end of  world
 And  could really care less
 
 City of the 
 At the end of  lost highway
 Signs misleading to 
 City of  damned
  children with dirty faces today
 No one really seems to 
 
 Part III:  don't care
 I don't care if  don't
 I  care if you don't
 I don't care if you  care (4x)
 
 I don't care.....
 
 Everyone is  full of shit
 Born and  by hypocrites
 Hearts  but never saved
 From the cradle to  grave
 We  the kids of war and peace
  Anaheim to the Middle East
 We are  stories and disciples of
 The Jesus  suburbia
 
  of make believe
  it don't believe in me
  of make believe
  I don't believe
 And I don't  (5x)
 
  IV: Dearly beloved
 Dearly beloved  you listening?
 I can't remember a word that  were saying
 Are  demented or am I disturbed?
  space that's inbetween insane and insecure
 
 Oh therapy, can you please fill  void?
 Am I retarded or  I just overjoyed
 Nobody's perfect  I stand accused
 For  of a better word, and that's my best excuse
 
 Part V:  of another broken home
  live, and not to breathe
 Is to die, in 
 To run, to run 
 To find, what  believe
 
  I leave behind
 This hurricane  ing lies
 I  my faith to this
 This  that don't exist
 So I run ,I run 
  the light of masochist
 
 And  leave behind
 This hurricane of  lies
 And  walked this line
 A million and one ing 
 But not this 
 
  don't feel any shame
 I wont apologize
 When there ain't nowhere  can go
 
 Running away  pain
  you've been victimized
  from another broken home
 
 You're leaving...
 You're leaving...
 You're leaving...
  you're leaving home...