Trip down the stairs into hell Cathay de I miss your smell A mixture of puke, beer, stale piss Fuck, sweat, and fear Adrenaline addicted, the blood leak From my head kinda concerned my friends But at the time it felt so right The music blaring on, now that desperation's gone (The song is same) The desperation's gone
Turn, tune the knob k-go Some alternal radio Strategic marketing hype, media, stereotype Has our music been castrated? Yes To you it may sound good To me it sounds all wrong The notes and chords sound similar The same forbidden beat, but The desperation's gone (the song's the same) But the desperation's gone
