Tekster:
Pinhead Gunpowder Jump Salty

Like a dull pain in my head Buried by my fantasies and Crowded by old memories I can't isolate the disease So it spreads Like a dull ache in my heart

You screw him over before he can screw you Tell him you don't need him before he says he needs you You lead him on, stringing him along Then put the blame

Keeping warm in the nighttime Burning hopes and dreams and Even impossible schemes seem Possible anything's possible every Thing seems so clear when your

When you're just a sickly mess You're worn and tired and scared to death Well you, you can come to me And we can share a disease And talk and roll around

They're so proud of this city's history Like an old war hero reveling in his faded glory But the present day, that's another story The old buildings

Now now I want to see All the skyscrapers and the factories Crumble down to the ground And we'll go walk around and pick Through the wreckage scattered

Hey now I'm laughing at you Cuz you're stomping around, You want everyone to know that you're feeling down. Did you have a bad day? Did you have a bad

Keeping warm in the nighttime Burning hopes and dreams and even impossible schemes Seem possible, anything's possible, every thing seems so clear When

Well I'm thinking about all the losers Who showed up to make this scene Where did they go when things didn't work out, When they burned out on the streets