Broken glass, button pressed
Sirens laughing, pain in my chest
Worlds black, fucking me, killing me
Having my soul for breakfast

Gotta run

This the job that ate my brain
And it makes me feel like zero
Makes me running around like mad
That was the best cup of coffee I’ve ever had

Gotta give, gotta give, gotta give
Never get something back

Gonna shake me gal tonight
Gonna make her eyes shine bright
Gonna kiss her with a happy grin
And drink five gallons of gasoline

Falling down around me, baby
Everyone seems to reach the sun
but the sun’s just a great hollow fire