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....