Flick on the T.V. set
Chain smoke some cigarettes
Don't forget to bang your head
On the closest thing that you can
The closest thing that you can
Shut your eyes and go to bed
Just pretend it all will end
Tune out the world try to forget
Everything's been slowly turning red
Yeah everything is turning red
Well I think of all the time I spent
With my head buried in the sand
None of this is making sense
No this is just not who I am
I hope you don't
Mind if I
Don't hold my breath
For the rest of my life
Well I've been waiting for the day
I can finally get away
From all the gnats eating at my brain yea
Feels like I'm being chased
But I'm still running in place
Wonder will I ever catch a break
I hope you don't
Mind if I
Don't hold my breath
For the rest of my life
I hope you don't
Mind if I
Don't hold my breath
For the rest of my life