Last stop is the radio, just purchase your trial.
Blast your speakers, crank it up and tune in the dial.
They told me about it, "Mass produced and marketed."
But if you ask me for my thoughts,
I'll tell you it is dead.

Everyone who is by me is just trying to breathe.
All your friends have gone missing, so you listen.
I'll be up on the rooftop, just trying to breathe.
I'll tell your friends you are missing, and they'll listen.

They told me about it, "Mass produced and marketed."
It's just that everything's gone wrong.
Which is why you got this song.

You've tried just to write it out, but you've ruined everything.
Start it over, leave it alone, and I'll fix it for it's sake.
They told me about it, "Mass produced and marketed."
But if you ask me for my thoughts,
I'll tell you it is dead.

Everyone who is by me is just trying to breathe.
All your friends have gone missing, so you listen.
I'll be up on the rooftop, just trying to breathe.
I'll tell your friends you are missing, and they'll listen.