I get out of bed the same way every day Blurry eyed and waiting for the alarm to sing Sing me into fm radiapathy Numb and tired and perfect for the working day
I get home and turn the cable strobe light on To tell me who i'm not and what my life still lacks Yeah if i could make a copy of myself, i might So i could have twice as much of everything
Come, it's time to wake up Know the way, you know the way
So i tell the world that it can kill its own Blow itself to smithereens for all i care I will ride the wave into its smoking hole I will be the vulture to its carriongTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
