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 support
my iron lung.
we're too young to fall asleep
too cynical to speak
we are losing 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 hum
this this is our new song
just like the last one
a total w.a.s.t.e of time.
my iron lung.