Turn up the fucking staticCause the radio says we're doomed and I pray to God it's right
Yeah, I've got enough
built up character to kill anyone's good time
And are you catching these big black regret bombs that I'm putting down?
Cause you should be
Say it with me
Have you had enough?
Give me a beat for this death march
Wrap it up tight in wasted potential
Turn the cameras off
Turn the cameras off
If you've got enough
When did this new black become the new black?
I've had enough
So turn me off
Turn it up
Turn up the static
