Just reach out and I'll run to you
Skin and bones, I could see through
Take the boys an end 'til he speaks to you
'Til he speaks to you
Summer holiday
Godspeed, the hope for morning
There's victory in death, you know?
It's not the kind we'd let you go
If it was up to me
They'd find my body over black tile
Everybody thinks they know me
They don't know me at all
Everybody thinks they know me
They don't know me at all
Ooooh ooh oooh
Ooooh ooh oooh
Everybody thinks they know me
They don't know me at all
And everybody thinks they know me
They don't know me at all
Everybody thinks they know me
They don't know me at all