Suburban Teenage Rebel
Suburban teenage rebel
He came from a broken home
Raised by his mother 'cause it was better for his dad to go
He gets lost in the crowds
Making noise to steal the show
Grew up to question the very faith he never chose
(I can hear voices inside)
(Put a price tag on my soul)
As you grow up
You're told what's right and what is wrong
Take this time to stop and think
Light a cigarette and pour a drink
As you grow old
Take every day as it comes to you
Do something out of your way
Say what you want
We'll all be dead someday
Suburban teenage rebel
He ran from a broken home
He felt abandoned, terrified to be alone
Loss of control, recurrent thoughts of suicide
But he's still alive
Because he's also scared to die
(I can hear voices inside)
(Put a price tag on my soul)
As you grow up
You're told what's right and what is wrong
Take this time to stop and think
Light a cigarette and pour a drink
As you grow old
Take every day as it comes to you
Do something out of your way
Say what you want
We'll all be dead someday
Suburban teenage rebel
Now lives in a stable home
Living life far from the home he left years ago
He found a way out during the darkest of the hour
Gave up his grudges before he gave them too much power
As you grow up
You're told what's right and what is wrong
Take this time to stop and think
Light a cigarette and pour a drink
As you grow old
Take every day as it comes to you
Do something out of your way
Say what you want
We'll all be dead someday
He came from a broken home
Raised by his mother 'cause it was better for his dad to go
He gets lost in the crowds
Making noise to steal the show
Grew up to question the very faith he never chose
(I can hear voices inside)
(Put a price tag on my soul)
As you grow up
You're told what's right and what is wrong
Take this time to stop and think
Light a cigarette and pour a drink
As you grow old
Take every day as it comes to you
Do something out of your way
Say what you want
We'll all be dead someday
Suburban teenage rebel
He ran from a broken home
He felt abandoned, terrified to be alone
Loss of control, recurrent thoughts of suicide
But he's still alive
Because he's also scared to die
(I can hear voices inside)
(Put a price tag on my soul)
As you grow up
You're told what's right and what is wrong
Take this time to stop and think
Light a cigarette and pour a drink
As you grow old
Take every day as it comes to you
Do something out of your way
Say what you want
We'll all be dead someday
Suburban teenage rebel
Now lives in a stable home
Living life far from the home he left years ago
He found a way out during the darkest of the hour
Gave up his grudges before he gave them too much power
As you grow up
You're told what's right and what is wrong
Take this time to stop and think
Light a cigarette and pour a drink
As you grow old
Take every day as it comes to you
Do something out of your way
Say what you want
We'll all be dead someday
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Dinsmore
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