I′ve been waiting here for seven...... And sometimes I′d rather almost die,...... And I give up, and it goes on and on and on,
And I′d die to keep my head from......
Will the kids in the back deny it?!
Will the kids in the back deny it?!
Our heads are all empty, our hearts in flat...... Will the kids in the back deny it?!
None of this has changed, when we all look...... Addicted to the one that left you, we...... We colonized in war, predicting many more.
Addicted to the hand that fed you, you......
Wake the sun, so the stars can shine above...... (Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait! Wait!)
Can you still see, what you first saw in me?
Or are the words caught up in your teeth?