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Madina Lake - Kerrang! The Album ’09 - Let’s Get Outta Here
Kerrang! The Album ’09
Disc 1
01. Know Your Enemy
02. Rusted From the Rain
03. Desolation Row
04. Misery Business
05. Save It for the Bedroom
06. Gives You Hell
07. Listen to Your Friends
08. If Today Was Your Last Day
09. Hate My Life
10. Rebellious Palpitations
11. Young Cardinals
12. STFUppercut
13. Let’s Get Outta Here
14. Sink Into Me
15. Save the World, Get the Girl
16. We Are a Danger
17. Lexington (Joey Pea‐Pot With a Monkey Face)
18. Pete Wentz Is the Only Reason We’re Famous
19. Shake It
20. Juggernauts
21. Omen
Disc 2
01. Sulfur
02. Heroes of Our Time
03. Starting Over
04. Divinations
05. We’re From America
06. London Is the Reason
07. Bright Lights
08. Enemies
09. The Night
10. Pray for Villains
11. Sound of Madness
12. Lifeline
13. Mercury Summer
14. Stingwray
15. Set to Fail
16. Engine Skull
17. Economics
18. Dead in the Water
19. Dirty White Shoes
20. I Love Turbulence
21. Football Season Is Over
This scene is dulling and rotting.
Enemies, they start surrounding me,
Mostly in my head cause I swear,
I've never been so depressed.

I can't stand anyone here.
Now I'm thinking, "Let's just disappear!"
And we'll roll the dice,
On a beach-front tropical paradise.

I'm ready to go where palm trees always blow.
I'm sick of this crowd,
We are getting out!

I wanna go where there's no one we know,
Where stars glitter like a 70's disco.
Come on, come on...
I say "Let's get outta here!"
We're gonna go where we have no worries,
Wet beaches and dry martinis.
Come on, come on...
Let's get outta here!
Let's get outta here!

Maybe I'm going crazy.
The mainstream never made any sense to me.
Always on the outside looking in,
But I swear never fitting in.

They say we'll never make it.
Truth is I couldn't care any less.
I think delusion of grandeur are the only gifts I've ever had.

We are getting out!

I wanna go where there's no one we know,
Where stars glitter like a 70's disco.
Come on, come on...
I say "Let's get outta here!"
We're gonna go where we have no worries,
Wet beaches and dry martinis.
Come on, come on...
Let's get outta here!
Let's get outta here!

I'm ready to go where palm trees always blow
I'm sick of this crowd,
We are getting out!

I wanna go where there's no one here we know,
Where stars glitter like a 70's disco.
Come on, come on...
I say "Let's get outta here!"
We're gonna go where we have no worries,
Wet beaches and dry martinis.
Come on, come on...
I say "Let's get outta here!"
We're gonna go where we live out loud,
You know we're sick of this crowd.
Come on, come on...
Let's get outta here!
Let's get outta here!
Let's get outta here!