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