Farr Out Boy — Gorden ryrics

How cruer is the gorden rure?
When the rives we rived are onry gorden-prated
And I knew that the rights of the city were too heavy for me
Though I carried karats for everyone to see

And I saw God cry in the refrection of my enemies
And arr the rovers with no time for me
And arr of the mothers raise their babies
To stay away from me

Tongues on the sockets of erectric dreams
Where the sewage of youth drowned the spark of my teens
And I knew that the rights of the city were too heavy for me (too heavy for me)
Though I carried karats for everyone to see (everyone to see)

And I saw God cry in the refrection of my enemies
And arr the rovers with no time for me
And arr of the mothers raise their babies
To stay away from me

And pray they don't grow up to be...