Take these broken wings (Until the end of time) So I can fly away, till the end of time Until the end of time I need your hands to come and heal me once again You gotta learn to fly and learn to live so free Perhaps I was addicted to the dark side

Set the children free I'm gonna cry cry cry Momma loves to work, Daddy loves to play Sometimes Daddy gotta go far away I'm too young to go quiet in the night Try to put me to sleep, I'm gonna give you a fight Wake you up a 5 am, before the sunrise I'll

I just don't belong here, I hope you understand We might find a place in this world someday But at least for now, I gotta go my own away You'll be okay I've got to move on and be who I am (I'm trying to understand) I gotta go my own away Troy, listen I

We're gettin' off today We'll pick you up and take you away Get down tonight Smokin', Smokin' We're cookin' tonight, just keep on tokin' I feel alright, mamma I'm not jokin', yeah We're gonna play you a song, a little bit of rock-n-roll You gotta let

I'll throw this, I'll throw this dick on you, girl (girl) To get tips Those lips and those childbearing hips Gonna make you feel me, if I gotta shake this building 'til I make you spill drinks Girl, this whole building is probably filled with lil'

I know you don't even love the same, do you, do you? The way you move it's like you could use a vacation Drinking Hen' and the harder you dance I swear right now it look like you on a vacation Gotta get away, make it happen Whatever happened just had to

Why are you laughing as if you're my friend? I'm gonna slap you again and again and again I like you better when you go away Gotta get up, gotta get out, gotta get up You gotta go away You were the love of my life for a day I kind of thought that You'd

Heroes are hard to find Heroes are hard to find, won't someone take the time Well, God knows you can hear the people praying You know you can turn away, you gotta give it a shot Heroes are hard to find, you've got to cross that line Heroes are hard to

But I didn't go yet This shit is crazy It's one of those things man You gotta experience to know what I'm talkin' about It's where the goin' get rough

And I thank my god Go 1, 2, 3, 4, Yeah yeah you gotta Stand tall and cut away the ties Drop Balls and hold that head up high The world is fast and youth ain't gonna wait So grab a hold before it gets to late Bare your soul and strip away the cold