Born in the year of OxyContin
Raised in the tall grass
Teen millionaire having
Nightmares from the camera flash
Now I'm alone on
A windswept island
Caught in the complex
Divorce of the seasons
Won't take the call if
It's the label or the radio
Arm in a cast at the museum gala
Fork in my purse to
Take home to my mother
Supermodels all dancing
Round a pharaoh's tomb
Now if you're looking for
A savior well that's not me
You need someone to
Take your pain for you
Well that's not me
'cause we're all broken and sad
Where arе the dreams that we had
Can't find thе dreams that we had
Let's hope the sun
Will show us the path
Let's hope the sun
Will show us the path
I just hope the sun
Will show us the path
Savior is not me
I just hope the sun
Will show us the path
Savior is not me
I just hope the sun
Will show us the path
Path path