Desperate But not hopeless I feel so useless In the murder city Desperate But not helpless The clock strikes midnight In the murder city I'm wide awake After the riot This demonstration Of our anguish This empty laughter Has no reason Like a bottle Of your favorite poison We are the last call And we're so pathetic Christian's crying In the bathroom And I just want to Bum a cigarette We've come so far, We've been so wasted It's written All over our faces
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