Agent Orange Skies

Agent orange skies hang bright above
This high school gym
Where they believe we’re so happy young
And look like pink decorations
In our very best crystals
Oh and how i wanted to dance
So badly
Agent orange skies hang bright
Behind these factory lights
Oh jump the freight trains
We’re fucking young
And look like pink decorations
In our crystal meth tuxedos
Oh and how i wanted to dance
So badly