| Brawling scratches mean a bad hair day |
| Go on and press your face |
| All up against the glass |
| Watch and wonder as the pretty things spin and burn |
| Swing and missing all |
| Almost every time |
| Yeah, almost every time |
| Brawling scratches mean a bad hair day |
| Go on and press your face |
| All up against the glass |
| Watch and wonder as the pretty things spin and burn |
| Swing and missing all |
| Almost every time |
| Im not alive, 1975 |
| Id spend my time wasted, dull, damaged, and blind |
| Im not alive, 1975 |
| Yeah, 1975 |
| I see scratches and the idiot kids |
| I watched them getting high |
| Out in the cold blue sky |
| Watch and wonder as the asphalt babies burned |
| Dancing in the flame, laughing all of the while |
| Im not alive, 1975 |
| Id spend my time wasted, dull, damaged, and blind |
| Im not alive, 1975 |
| Watch and wonder as they fade away… |
| Dull, damaged, and blind… |
| Sounds a lot like me Dull, damaged, and blind… |
| Sounds a lot like me Dull, damaged, and blind… |
| Yeah, almost all of the time |
| Dull, damaged, and blind… |
| Whoa, 1975 |
| I m not alive, 1975 |
| I was not alive, 1975 |
| Id spend all my time wasted dull, damaged, and blind 1975 |
| Watch and wonder as they fade away… |