Текст песни Hands Off

Staying out late, trouble knows my name.
Skating away from security, it's a cat and mouse game.
Slamming cokes and eating the pie.
One too many slices, you'll bust a gut and die.
Go for broke, then slam down bad.
That's the price you pay for trying to get rad.
But I'll pick myself up, I don't need your help.
Keep your hands off me, I'd rather be by myself.

A broken board and a long walk home.
Sometimes I feel better being alone.
I'm so bored, looking for some fun.
The better you get to know me, the further you'll run.

Sometimes I feel better being alone.
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Wake up at dawn just to skate the ramp.
Girls get in the way, just a bunch of ramp tramps.
The session is rad, we all get gnarly.
So many of us it's like a private party.
Later on that night, thrashers rule the scene.
Acid drop off ramps in tight blue jeans.
Just before I left I saw your face.
And I knew I had to get out of the place.

A broken board and a long walk home.
Sometimes I feel better being alone.
I'm so bored, looking for some fun.
The better you get to know me, the further you'll run.

Sometimes I feel better being alone.
Just leave alone!