Airborne Toxic Event Follow

Well i've made some mistakes
And these privatley intakes
Theres another one

And I'd say we'll be okay
But thats a lie man i mean hey
We're all dieing, young

It's not a wish or a scene
It's more like a teriffying dream
And I'm serious

It's not a whisky or a bomb
or a car crash or a bomb
I'm serious

Because the only thing I think
When I wake up in my bed
And my stomach turns
As these pages turn
Is the world buring?
Is only in my head?

On the scream on the t.v.
All the scene infront of me
With all the whackmores and the static and stat made of screams
This is war, this is death
This has really been a bet
On the winning side
The winning side
The winning side
The winning, side

And i'm sitting in a train
Over in Brooklyn in the rain
All by myself

Who would of thought it comes to me
That all these people want to be
Just somewhere, else

Like everyday it's just a loss
An argument with your boss
Over a coffe break

Or the same is just for me
I'm in one more in dignity
And I'm going to, break

Because the only thing I think
When you walk so on the screen
He says the sky falls
And your duty calls
Man, it takes some balls
To be, so obscene

On the scream on the t.v.
All the scene infront of me
With all the whackmores and the static and stat made of screams
This is war, this is death
This has really been a bet
On the winning side
The winning side
The winning side
The winning, side
The right side
The right side
Well they shiped you up
And your parents cried
And all bombs away
So quietly
When you wake up to
Reality

A reality
What's reality
What's reality
What's reality
It's a fucking play

Well I've got a brother in iraq
And I've got no way to get him back
Like all those people in the sands
Buried in Afganistan
I got a child in a crip
I got a father in a bib
I got no pills
I got no skills
I got no idea what I did
I just wonder every second
Every minute that passes by
I want to live it up
Dream it up
We win it where we die
In the cloud of dust
In a mushroom bust
In a series of dead
Where temtations crust

All alone in a hospital bed
Wondering what we would have done instead

With our lime time
Our lime time

(Well I could hear them two and we did every time)
(Well could you tell me exactly why was I crying)
(When I started struck by this farthing lie)
(I'm losing side)
(I'm losing ties)
I hope you choke
On, all, your, lies