agent orange skies

hang bright above this high school gym

and 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

and 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