Need a crowded place to ease my mind
Before I get out of control
Punch my face, show me fire
Cause I got bad habit de sires
They die hard when I'm starved
For something burning now
I've been down the streets
Nights like these, not a breeze
When it's quiet, it's weary and
I need some rock and roll
Wasting time, racing hell
At night, I lay awake in my bed
Just dreaming about messier days
Back when I still had friends
Distorted and brushing up
I, I ain't having much fun
Just doing what needs to be done
Just hangin' here waitin' like
I've been down the streets
Outta touch, cross my heart
Yeah, I do wanna start, but it's slow
I need some rock and roll
Slow, slow, I need some rock and roll
I've been driving, looking, waiting around
Wasting time, raising hell