Everybody knows which way you go, straight to over
No one wants to see you inside of me, straight to over
I heard the hammer at the lock 
Say you're deaf and dumb and done
Give yourself another talk 
This time make it sound like someone

The noise [bad word] out, and if it's not out now
Then tomorrow, tomorrow
They took your life apart and called you failure's art
They were wrong though, they won't know
'Til tomorrow

I got static in my head
The reflected sound of everything
Tried to go to where it led
But it didn't lead to anything

The noise [bad word] out, but if it's not out now
I know it's just about to drown tomorrow out