Away from Home

you've got hedonist isolation

you've got a blood-drip naked smile

and the last beat integration

has left your options wild

but the boys all call you edgy

and the girls just call you "bitch"

when it's down to aggravation

you call it a bitter twist

that you're away from home

so far away from home

you've got airbrushed disillusion

and a body clothed in ash

and you're down on desperation

and building for the crash

but the mysteries are fading

fading day by day

you're so tired of deprivation

and finding things to say

so tired of finding things to say, 'cause

your away from home