Knock, knock "Would you turn that down?" Okay mom, I heard you I'm trying to find the missing culprit When all I learned Was a brown paper bag I'm rising And you're baptizing I've got a headache You need some aspirin On and on and on again Things go round into my head Thinking back To what you said was History, kissory Some knowledge words Our family tree It all means nothing to me When a million wolves When a million wolves cry, yeah It's alright 'Cause I'm saved by the bell Heroes are searching for me Now over and over And searching ever so slowly Feel clever and shit "Don't worry about it I like that shit" He likes that kind of thing I'm rising And you're baptizing I've got a headache You need some aspirin History, history Knowledge of woe And sing, sing, sing It all means nothing to me When a million wolves When a million wolves cry Now it seems I've lost it all I look back and fall I don't want so many times But looking back, it's all fucking like it Yeah, yeah, yeah Class is over Time to go Class is over Time to go Class is over Class is over Class is over Class is over Time Thank you Goodnight