Wish alas came true, are you happy?

 Everything's checked out, are you sure?

 Leave the status quo, do you think so?

 Ears that do not hear

 They fall for the tunes again and again and again

 Baby, bite your lip

 baby, bite your lip

 I would rather sleep in a minefield

 I would rather breathe on Mars

 Minds that do not think

 they fall for the lies again and again and again