Im hoping to find another scene
The capitol will keep flooding till we drown
drowning me
my lungs constricting
so just breath in

And I dont care what happens
It all starts collapsing
the marks on the wall seem to burn out my eyes
The Airwaves are silent from sex and from violene
the feelings so right that we cant wait

They told you conspiracies are free
building us all up to tear us down
down on me
my hands are tired so tight they start to bleed
were all bleeding

I’m turning out
like the cars that line our streets
forever breaking down
down on me
is it cause nothing any good is on TV?

Should we trade in our minds
for the tears for the lies
the fire in our lives becomes a blaze

And I dont care what happens
It all starts collapsing
the marks on the wall seem to burn out my eyes
The Airwaves are silent from sex and from violene
the feelings so right that we cant wait

Im turning out
Like the cars that line our streets
forever breaking down