Bleary-eye-d Blue
These kids are on fire
It seems darker now too
They drive motor scooters
They smoke crack cocaine
If everything's fine
Please stop screaming so loud
We've been sewn together
We've been stitched up sound
I don't wanna get bent to your bleary-eyed blue
Or get so drunk that I turn 22
She gets so high that she can't even speak
Cut a corner and get close to me
We get sewn together
We get sewn together
My gut's on fire
It burns hotter now too
Since I changed my zip code
It's been killing me
But everything's fine
Please stop screaming so loud
We've been sewn together
We've been stitched up sound
I don't wanna bent to your bleary-eyed blue
Or be a punk until I'm 42
You get so low that I can't even speak
Cut a corner and get close to me
We get sewn together
We get sewn together
Mama, 'gether
Oh no, oh
These kids are on fire
They smoke crack
I don't wanna get bent to your bleary-eyed blue
Or get stuck here until I'm 82
It gets so dark that I can't even see
You exhale speak soft to me
Let's get sewn together
We get sewn together
We get sewn together
We get sewn together
We get sewn together
We get sewn together