Burnt to a crisp i cant sleep from the sound

Of the train of thought inside of me

So i grab the keys as the clock

It starts to smile

5 in the am seems so surreal

Where the red lights are friends

With the automobiles

And just want you to stop

And say hi for awhile

Cuz we just want to be heard

And act like we're better

Than anyone else or not to feel lower

So laugh when they cry

Jump when they're down

Smile when they frown

We're all going down..

We're all going down

So take a hi-five from another zombie

That walks in the bar

Straight out of a movie

Where 10 dollar drinks

Are the highlight of his week

And all of the kitty cats

Get out their catty kits

Sit and they talk shit

Bout this bitch and that bitch

And makes me feel a little better about me