Shawty, heard you bad, word? So profane Somethin' like a bad, word, want your love Call me when you can, girl Goin' up, goin' down, in and out, turn around Love you the way you movin' now I might be insane, yeah But I love the pain, yeah Feel it in the

We were born and raised in black and white The wind blows hard across the Texas planes Makes some people go insane While others quietly pray for rain That's where we came from Two boys playing in the burning sun One with books, one with guns Mama calls

Into the wild How are we living living living No oh oh oh Somebody left the gate open You know we got lost on the way Come save us a runaway train Gone insane How do we how do we oh

We were born and raised in black and white The wind blows hard across the Texas planes Makes some people go insane While others quietly pray for rain That's where we came from Two boys playing in the burning sun One with books, one with guns Mama calls

Fascinating rhythm, Got a little rhythm, a rhythm, a rhythm That pit-a-pats through my brain; So darn persistent, The day isn't distant When it'll drive me insane. Comes in the morning Without any warning, And hangs around me all day.

So why do I try? Oh baby, look at us I'm loving the pain I never wanna live without it You drive me insane Now we're screaming just to see who's louder You got me like (na na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na) We been living like angels, living

No one's ever gonna censor me I won't turn and look away When it's all you wanna see You're the coward, you're the thief And that's all you'll ever be Stay away, decay before I go insane Who knew bliss was such a risk All the thoughts I have I'm too

We were born and raised in black and white The wind blows hard across the Texas planes Makes some people go insane While others quietly pray for rain That's where we came from Two boys playing in the burning sun One with books, one with guns Mama calls

Sometimes it makes me wanna blow my fuckin head off Sometimes it makes me think the world has gone officially insane Sometimes it makes me wanna go a little mental We celebrate the idiot Pretend that we're so into it Dumb down our intelligence Just to

Mirror vain Gone insane Fortune, fame (Na na na na na na na na na da) (Na na na na na na na na na na da na) (Na na na na na na na na na da na na na) (Na na na na na na na da na) Fortune fame