Blasting through the stop signs
Telling them I'm colourblind
Tripping over red lines
Everything is just fine
Stepping on your landmines
Frisbee under power lines
Brant Street and a little wine
Patron Saints of better times
Welcome to the Club! Now your hard drive's wiped
Hiding by the walls, still you're gonna be sniped
We can see your bald head reflecting the light
Desperate for control, but you're gonna be sniped
Sleeping through the fog, lie awake all night
Staring at the walls, now you're gonna be sniped
Wishing that the darkness will lead to the light
Crawl into a hole, still you might be sniped
Blasting through the stop signs
Telling them I'm colourblind
Tripping over red lines
Everything is just fine
Stepping on your landmines
Frisbee under power lines
Brant Street and a little wine
Patron Saints of better times
Welcome to the Club! Now your hard drive's wiped
Hiding by the walls, still you're gonna be sniped
We can see your bald head reflecting the light
Desperate for control, but you're gonna be sniped
Break into your home and kiss your mother goodnight
Laughing all alone, in the yellow moonlight
Begging for it all, cause it can't be right
Nothing's really wrong, still you might get sniped
We can handle a little more
Bow down, we're waiting for it
We can handle a little more
Throw down and keep it coming
We can handle a little more
Bow down, we're waiting for it
We can handle a little more
Bow down and beg for it!