Radio Suicide

Two silhouettes stand tall against A gray November sky Utopian suburban teenage wasteland blues. You turn to me and sigh, the boredom Growin' in your eyes As a voice sings songs of splendor From the radio I hear that voice again submerging From the stereo Invisible electric life flows Right through me Then for a moment I forget about Just where I'm at and the world fallin' Around looses al urgency. It's just another transmission from A place we all want to be. It takes control then its spits Me back to reality I hear the music Then I close my eyes It's just another radio suicide on The airwaves. I turned it on-invisible electric life then the song comes on the radio The signal takes control-heartbeat Starts to slow You hear the words reverberating In your mind Twisted electric waves pulse from the stereo As a vioce screams out loud Everything is not alright Forget about the static pulsing In your ear Forget everything you see and hear it's just another radio suicide --- Radio Suicide - Strung Out