You always go out into the night
When you come home, you come home to a fight
The things that you do make them so confused
The thing that you do makes them so confused
Shrunken head kids
Shrunken head kids
Shrunken head kids
Shrunken head kids
We run the night, you better watch the black
Switchblade pulled, baby, into your back
We never go out, we never stay in
We find ourselves attracted to sin, let's go
Shrunken head kids
Shrunken head kids
Shrunken head kids
Shrunken head kids
