On my mind
There's nothing really on my mind
A broken record spinning all the time
There's nothing really on my mind
Bite your tongue
Until the blood is filling up your lungs
Because it really doesn't matter what you have to say
So save your breath and baby, bite your tongue
'Cause we're all going to hell
So pretty please, don't waste your time
Desperate and belated wishes for a better life
All the time
Gasoline and kerosene
I'm setting this whole town on fire
Life repeats like movie scenes
I'm gonna set myself on fire
Radio, I feel the static from the radio
I think I need a fucking overdose
Don't make me listen to the radio
'Cause we're all going to hell
So pretty please, don't waste your time
Desperate and belated wishes for a better life
All the time