Those Saturday when kids go out and play,
I was up in my room let the stereo play
Wasn't faded, not jaded, just a kid with a pad and a pen and a big imagination
All this I see I try to push the envelop to the line
Making, breaking, taking, until I'm over rated

Click Click Boom
I'm coming down on the stereo hear me on the radio
Click Click Boom
I'm coming down with the new style and you know it's buck wild
Click Click Boom
I'm on the radio station touring around the nation remember seeing the devastations

I can see it in my mind
I can see it in your eyes
Close enough to touch it now
Fall away enough to die

What the hell is wrong with me?
My mom and dad weren't perfect but still you don't hear any cried ass bitchin from me
Like there seems to be on every other cd
So sit back and relax a let me have your head for a minute
I can show you something in it that has yet to be perceived

Click Click Boom
I'm coming down on the stereo hear me on the radio
Click Click Boom
I'm coming down with the new style and you know it's buck wild
Click Click Boom
I'm on the radio station touring around the nation remember seeing the devastations

While I pounded at my mind
Why is my mother always right?
Will I make it to the end?
Will I crawl away and die?

Click Click Boom (x4)

Those Saturday when kids go out and play,
I was up in my room let the stereo play (x2)

It's so inside of me (x3)
It's so inside of my head
It's so inside of me
It's turning up at me
It's so inside of me
Its so inside my head

Click Click Boom
I'm coming down on the stereo hear me on the radio
Click Click Boom
I'm coming down with the new style and you know it's buck wild
Everybody come on


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