i'm thrown in the deep end, now i'm swimming with the sharks
And a short fuse doesn't create any sparks, its bitter-sweet - this irony
i've been shot down, and now i'm going down
to the disorder below, but i wanna go home
in combat with a double-edged sword
i'm a hotiron with no ironing board
yeah sweet and sour, my symphony
i feel let down and now i'm leaving town
For the disorder below, but it's not my home - oh no
And oh, we all submit sometimes
We all give in, we all give up and wanna let go
But until the day that i'm soaked in Formaldehyde
i won't give in, i won't give up and won't let go - wherever i roam
Well the tough times come, but the rough won't run
the tough-guys come and the rough get done, "that's life""
they say - "it's no holiday"
you get shot down, and then you're going down
to the disorder below, when you wanna go home
Rit...
not clicheé enough for you, but too deep for the public view - oh-no [oh-no],
hey-ho! [your luck isturning]
We're not cliche enough for you, far too deep for the public view - uh oh
And a short fuse doesn't create any sparks, its bitter-sweet - this irony
i've been shot down, and now i'm going down
to the disorder below, but i wanna go home
in combat with a double-edged sword
i'm a hotiron with no ironing board
yeah sweet and sour, my symphony
i feel let down and now i'm leaving town
For the disorder below, but it's not my home - oh no
And oh, we all submit sometimes
We all give in, we all give up and wanna let go
But until the day that i'm soaked in Formaldehyde
i won't give in, i won't give up and won't let go - wherever i roam
Well the tough times come, but the rough won't run
the tough-guys come and the rough get done, "that's life""
they say - "it's no holiday"
you get shot down, and then you're going down
to the disorder below, when you wanna go home
Rit...
not clicheé enough for you, but too deep for the public view - oh-no [oh-no],
hey-ho! [your luck isturning]
We're not cliche enough for you, far too deep for the public view - uh oh