By Army Of Freshmen, I hear voices, people think I'm crazy
They can talk but
By Army Of Freshmen, Up to no good, incarcerated Crescentwood
Pushing insane, thinking I was
By Army Of Freshmen, All hands on deck, throw your guns in the air
Let’s
By Army Of Freshmen, It’s a small world after all
Turns out that we both
By Army Of Freshmen, Every time my parents were gone
They'd hire this babysitter named
By Army Of Freshmen, I got a car and it doesn’t drive
All over town
but
By Army Of Freshmen, Last night well I couldn’t sleep
When I think of you,
By Army Of Freshmen, Wait up, put me in a photograph
Tear it up, watching
By Army Of Freshmen, So long, we'll take the road less traveled
We'll leave everything
By Army Of Freshmen, Every day I used to write a song for you
Even
By Army Of Freshmen, One thousand bracelets, no style
This damn Ayn Rand book and
By Army Of Freshmen, When they come for us in uniforms
To burn the treehouse
By Army Of Freshmen, From the underground came a brand new sound
But I guess
