There's not a hope. While you're in this kind of mood. Too much to drink. But not enough to lose. . You tore me apart. Now I've got to suffer. I wish I'd been around.
Can we meet on the street maybe tomorrow. See the world at our feet, naked and hollow. I'll even climb crystal and fine for you to see. With every step that I take, every move that you make.
Every time I watch TV on the news is something major. I'm a prisoner, set me free turn this atoll into vapour. Genocide put on the side it's always new.