Inside of me today
There is no one
Only asteroids and empty space
waste

...They're looking through the windows at me...

Get me out of this air-conditioned nightmare
Rots your brain just like a catchy tune, yeah
You will hate life more than life hates you
Happiness is your illness in an air-conditioned nightmare

...Burn all your mementos of me...

Get me out of this air-conditioned nightmare
Rots your brain just like a catchy tune, yeah
You will hate life more than life hates you
Happiness is your illness in an air-conditioned nightmare

Walkin' on air
Up from the wheelchair
I'll find the suicide
That I deserve

Walkin' on sand
Forgotten where I am
But it's [bad word] 
Here in the sun...

I only see rainbows
Now that the bandages are gone
Through my window, there

From the skyscrapers
Down to the submarines

Birds and fairies
Sanctuaries
Atop the rolling hills of [bad word] 

These words are sledgehammers
Of [bad word] 
That pound the iron heart
Of sin

Bloody smiling
Vandalizing
My wet dream is drying up...

Walkin' on air
Up from the wheelchair
I'll find the suicide
That I deserve

Walkin' on sand
Forgotten where I am
But it's [bad word] 
Here in the sun...

Where's my rainbow?
Where's my halo?

There's my halo!