Waking up, feeling naked. In my clothes inside a room that's vacant. Lost my nerve, it's unnerving. I know there is something I'm forgetting. . I searched the moon, I lost my head.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. . Calling all demons, this is the season. Next stop is therapy. We're the retarded and the brokenhearted.