I got under the grip between this modern hell I got the rejection letter in the mail, it was already ripped to shreds Seasons in ruin and this bitter
Desperate But not hopeless I feel so useless In the murder city Desperate But not helpless The clock strikes midnight In the murder city I'm wide awake
Well, I've got a fever A non-believer I'm in a state of grace For I am the Caesar I'm gonna seize the day Well, call of the banshee hey hey Hey hey hey
I've got a really bad disease It's got me begging On my hands and knees So take me to emergency 'Cause something seems to be missing Somebody take the
Well I crossed the river Fell into the sea Where the non-believers Go beyond belief Then I scratched the surface In the mouth of hell Running out of
Sing us a song of the century That's louder than bombs and eternity The era of static and contraband Leading us into the Promised Land Tell us a story
She puts her makeup on like graffiti on the walls of the heartland She's got her little book of conspiracies right in her hand She is paranoid like endangered
Can you hear the sound of the static noise Blasting out in stereo? Cater to the class and the paranoid Music to my nervous system Advertising love and
I text a postcard, sent to you Did it go through? Sending all my love to you You are the moonlight of my life every night Giving all my love to you My
' a nervous breakdown A mental shakedown I see my hands how they shiver See my knees how they quiver My whole body's in a jitter I'm a havin' a nervous breakdown
as well go, go, go I never wanna see your face 'round here anymore 'Cause it's a breakdown, a breakdown Where do we go from here? It's a breakdown, a breakdown
all a story Of a long, long, long, long breakdown Of a long, long, long, long, long, long breakdown Of a long, long, long, long breakdown It's a long
Well, it's not the time to breakdown Well, it's not the time to breakdown Well, it's not the time to breakdown Well, it's not the time to breakdown
?re miles away, staying the same And this will slowly fade out; this song was made for breakdowns And this will slowly fade out; this song was made for breakdowns
got any butter left Breakdown to the left Breakdown to the right Breakdown to the one Gonna love her tonight Do the breakdown, children Break on down Do the breakdown
breakdown. Something in there that never should shutdown. Your precious will. Feed your precious will. Guard your precious will. Your precious will. I get you ready for the breakdown
I'm about to have a nervous breakdown My head really hurts If I don't find a way out of here I'm gonna go berserk cause I'm crazy and I'm hurt Head on
in Rome Blast the sucka then get home, breakdown Concussion to the skull Jugular severed chalk it up another 187, breakdown Breakdown, breakdown, breakdown, breakdown