There's no use going to Des Moines 

I heard it's just like here 

I guess it's just like everywhere 

As for us, I guess we're not immune 

Look at our same plain face 



Still I assume this subject identity 

Shared with all the kids that qualify 

And that's a pretty high percentage to embrace 

But easier to clasify 

'Cause all my friends are in the same target group 

And all of them look like all of you 



And they're restless in standstill 

But they don't know where to go 

They don't know... 



I wish 

I could dissappear 

My unwhole self 

Away from here 

Away from here... NOW! 



I don't want to let it sit around 

Just make it go away 

Let it cure itself, let it be a cure for us 

And if I never leave this hole 

Make sure you bury me here with all my dead friends 

We'll make a toast to the ones who ran away 



Just get me through... 

Just get me through... 

Just get me through....