I want to get back to my place  kick the deamons under my bed  getting bored of all this crap  so what's the point of showing your smile  when you never pay the right price  I hope you're sleeping good at night     I'm bounded on a boat I know it's slowly going down    (houston, we've got a fucking problem...)  it makes me feel so sick  what they call the american dream    but I want you to know I won't give up  stedy beat plays in my soul  follow the speed of rock&roll (all right)    it's getting hard to keep going on  broken dreams, no shots in a gun  I'm reloading, I'm still young  stuck into the same page  feeling like a rat in a cage  I'm escaping from this jail    I don't want to sell my soul for sex and bubble gums  I don't want to burn my days swallowing bitter pills  all i want is feel your naked body moving on me  all I want is running forward into better days    never pay me off  with your dirty socks  all I want is to get free  never let me down  hear the burning sound  we are rising from the dust    I know it's easy feeling better  by pointing your finger on me    some would like a beer  some would like a chick  some one got them all  so won't you stay with me