Faith your driving me away
you do it everyday
you don't mean it but it hurts like hell
my brain says im receiving pain
a lack of oxygen from my life sup[port
my iron lung.
were too young to fall asleep
too cynical to speak
we are loosing it can't you tell?
we scratch our eternal itch
our twentieth century bitch and we are grateful for our
iron lung.
suck suck your teenage thumb
toilet trained and dumb
(when the power runs out we'll just humm)
this this is our new s=ong
just like the last one
a total w.a.s.t.e. of time.
my
iron lung.