well these cheap white walls call out for a drunken scrawl but tonight is a static screen i dont feel or do anything anything thirst is deep when youre not dry hurts worse with a dull knife light me up and turn me on just dont play that same old song that same old song im sick and tired of being sick and tired i wanna live like im on fire and love starting right now as if it were my final hour my final hour i prefer hell to nowhere at all it stops and the whole thing falls wake me now or make me stay inside this empty weight this empty weight im sick and tired of being sick and tired i wanna live like im on fire and love starting right now as if it were my final hour my final hour my final hour