Dreaming of screaming Someone kick me out of my mind We're the prophetic generation of bottled water, bottled water You, you went beyond and you lost it all Why did you go there From (For treated indigenously, digenously) (Human right is private blue

Take me to the top Take me to the top...(repeat) Don't you know know know It's a violation I still hear you saying Such a perfect perfect night No no no fight all temptation Well in a black heartened alley fight I'm screaming

Take the box Put it in the box, put it in the box The Moschino bra you bought me last Christmas Frank's in there and I don't care Your neighbors were screaming I don't have a key for downstairs So I punched all the buzzers hoping he would be there And

All we ever sacrificed has paid, Found everything that I had to take away, All our lives, Save it all and make a better way, Everything, Everything is possible to me, Save your life,

Heavy metal, heavy metal What do you want Between the eyes I hear it screaming And it electrifies Your inner feelings Hot shock waves charge the air All heads are banging Fists pumping everywhere

And baby, we the best (we the best) We the best (we the best) I would usually scream all over this intro But I'ma let my friends tell you We Global Now

Hell Yeah, What do we do? Can you hear us screaming up above? A little hating in the morning time a little hating come around noon Ain't no remorse, All that you think Ain't no regret,

Lovin' me with your whole heart And two Mississippi, we scream Three Mississippi, you're gone Sayin' that you're done, you don't want it no more Like nothin' ever happened at all One Mississippi, you're here To watch each other fall apart And four

(Careful what you wish for) Trust and believe Trust and believe (Trust and believe) All through the night and over the screams the night, your secrets we'll keep Be careful what you wish for Trust and believe my intentions are pure As pure as the poison

Hello world Well hello world How you been Good to see you, my old friend Traffic crawls Cell phone calls Talk radio screams at me Through my tinted window I see A little girl, rust red minivan