Two tons of time
Big bags of breath
Live long all night
Dream deep of death
Can't go without
Can't look within
Of all I'll be
I'm all I've been
No light
Dark shape
Standing in the corner with a smile on its face
Bug eye'd
White lie
Everyone is living when they're on their way to die
And there's nothing I can do
To bring it any closer
There's nothing left to say
But will you tell me when it's over?
Ten stories high
Ten trill' of debt
Take their supply
That's all we get
Look all around
Get stoned again
It's leaving now
It's coming in
Two rights
No wrongs
But everyone is fighting and nobody gets along
Think hard
Know less
Everything is easy when it comes to your address
And there's nothing I can do
To bring it any closer
There's nothing left to say
But will you tell me when it's over?
And there's nothing I can do
I'm slowly getting older
And there's nothing left to say
But will you tell me when it's over?
Will you tell me when it's over?
Will you tell me when it's over?
Will you tell me when it's over?