I don't mind Through the window into my life There's this vine trying to climb There's this wine trying to find It's way from the bottle into my mind There's a black hole pulling me in I slowly bend till I see the back of my own sins I stole my soul from

When the zeros line up on the 24 hour clock When you know who's calling even though the number is blocked When you walked around your house wearing my sky blue Lacoste And your knee socks You and me could have been a team Each had a half of a king and

Counting down to zero hour There ain't no superheroes now There ain't no superheroes, they're underground Happy ever after Drink until the taste is gone Where is your Shangri la now? Where is your Shangri la now? (where's your Shangri la?) The sun went

I sold my bed, but not my stereo Black is my favorite color Makes me feel like we know each other In a town of ones and zeros You are one magnetic hero Blank tapes and posters on the door Listen to my Pink Floyd cover Take a seat like a backbeat lover

Ain't this a pity, people ain't this a cryin' shame I'm gonna retire on the delta, layin' out there in the Fallin' rain Well you know it's nine below zero, she put me down for Another man Gave her all of my money, all of my love and everything I gave her

Come see my cage, built in my grain Keeping myself alive Through your empathy Zero and zero is nothing but zero Cancer and people conspire together Running and running and going forever Collected and sampled, starving for zero Minus the inside and minus

There ain't gonna be heroes There ain't gonna be anything Here it comes, here comes the night Feelin' like it's all over, feelin' like there's no love Feelin' like it's not easy, breathin' life in the dust On a countdown to zero take a ride on the

Hail Satan, Archangelo Belial, Behemoth, Beelzebub Asmodeus, Satanas, Lucifer Hail Satan, welcome year zero Hail Satan, Welcome year zero Since dawn of time the fate of man is that of lice Equal as parasites and moving without eyes A day of reckoning

My generation is zero I never made it as a working class hero 21st century breakdown I once was lost but never was found I think I'm losing what's left of my mind To the 20th century deadline Born into Nixon, I was raised in hell A welfare child where

Panama, Panama Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue Don't you know she's coming home with me? I'll get her! Jump back, what's that sound Here she comes, full blast and top down Model citizen zero discipline You'l lose her in the turn Ain't nothin' like it,