the repetition is killing us, killing us
we made a story and it wore off, it wore off
so what is this?
my head spins
the air's getting thick now and i can't breathe
oh no oh no
everybody out
everybody out of here
i can't stand it
everybody out
everybody out of here
a broken mind
a fit of rage, a fit of rage
we tried our best, but nothing came, nothing came
so what is this?
i feel nothing
the air's getting thick now and i can't breathe
oh no oh no
everybody out
everybody out of here
i can't stand it
everybody out
everybody out of here
