Staying out late, trouble knows my name. Skating away from security, it's a cat and mouse game. Slamming cokes and eating the pie. One too many slices, you'll bust a gut and die. Go for broke, then slam down bad. That's the price you pay for trying to get rad. But I'll pick myself up, I don't need your help. Keep your hands off me, I'd rather be by myself.
A broken board and a long walk home. Sometimes I feel better being alone. I'm so bored, looking for some fun. The better you get to know me, the further you'll run.
Sometimes I feel better being alone.
Wake up at dawn just to skate the ramp. Girls get in the way, just a bunch of ramp tramps. The session is rad, we all get gnarly. So many of us it's like a private party. Later on that night, thrashers rule the scene. Acid drop off ramps in tight blue jeans. Just before I left I saw your face. And I knew I had to get out of the place.
A broken board and a long walk home. Sometimes I feel better being alone. I'm so bored, looking for some fun. The better you get to know me, the further you'll run.
Sometimes I feel better being alone. Just leave alone!
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