Fall Out Boy Golden
How Cruel Is The Golden Rule?
When The Lives We Lived Are Only Golden-Plated?
I Knew That The Lights Of The City
Were Too Heavy For Me.
And Though I Carry Carots For Everyone To See
And I Saw God Cry In The Relfection Of My Enemies
And All The Lovers With No Time For Me
And All Of The Mothers Raised Their Babies
To Stay Away From Me
Tongues On The Sockets Of Electric Dreams
Where The Sewage Youth Drown The Spark Of My Teens
I Knew That The Lights Of The City
Were Too Heavy For Me.
And Though I Carry Carots For Everyone To See
And I Saw God Cry In The Relfection Of My Enemies
And All The Lovers With No Time For Me
And All Of The Mothers Raised Their Babies
To Stay Away From Me And Pray That They'll Grow Up To Be.
