Inside of me today there is no one
Only asteroids and empty space. A waste
Shoo wop wop wop
Doo wop wop wop
Doo wop wop wop
they're all looking through the windows at me
Doo wop wop wop
Doo wop wop wop
Shoo wop wop wop
Doo wop wop wop
Get me out of this air-conditioned nightmare - Rots your brain just like a catchy tune, yeah
You will hate life more than life hates you - Happiness is your illness in an air-conditioned nightmare
Shoo wop wop wop
Doo wop wop wop
Doo wop wop wop
they're all looking through the windows at me
Doo wop wop wop
Doo wop wop wop
Shoo wop wop wop
Doo wop wop wop
Get me out of this air-conditioned nightmare - Rots your brain just like a catchy tune, yeah
You will hate life more than life hates you - Happiness is your illness in an air-conditioned nightmare
Walkin' on air up from the wheelchair
I'll find the suicide that I deserve
Walkin' on sand, forgotten where I am
But it's so comfortable here in the sun
I only see rainbows now that the bandages are gone through my window, there
From the skyscrapers down to the submarines
Birds and fairies, sanctuaries atop the rolling hills of Hell
These words are sledgehammers of truth that pound the iron heart of sin
Bloody smiling, vandalizing, my wet dream is drying up
Walkin' on air up from the wheelchair
I'll find the suicide that I deserve
Walkin' on sand, forgotten where I am
But it's so comfortable here in the sun
Where's my rainbow? Where's my halo?
There's my halo!
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