Lyrics Teenage Cremation - My Ticket Home

Teenage Cremation

Hey, my unborn friend
Do you like your Mom?
Do you like your Dad?
Hey, can we be friends?
We could be both go out, or we could both stay in
I’m no good for you
I’m no good for you
I’m no good for you
I’m no good for you
Put me out
The last one in the pack is slow burning out
They all carry the tune
Why?
Cool kids complain about life
I just wanna tell them «Fuck You»
Put me out
The last one in the pack, I’m slow burning out
They all carry the tune
Why?
Cool kids complain about life
The handshake is dead
Hey, my dear old friend
Do you know your Mom?
Do you know your Dad?
Hey, are we still friends?
We could both grow old, or we would both stay dead
I’m no good for you
I’m no good for you
I’m no good for you
I’m no good
Put me out
The last one in the pack is slow burning out
They all carry the tune
Why?
Cool kids complain about life
I just wanna tell them «Fuck You»
Put me out
The last one in the pack, I’m slow burning out
They all carry the tune
Why?
Cool kids complain about life
The handshake is dead
We could both grow old, or we would both stay dead
Put me out
The last one in the pack is slow burning out
They all carry the tune
Why?
Cool kids complain about life
I just wanna tell them «Fuck You»
Put me out
The last one in the pack, I’m slow burning out
They all carry the tune
Why?
Cool kids complain about life
The handshake is dead