I get to begin
My life again
And I am pulled in
To the Neon Trim
I swear the wind again

To walk fast, to run
'til they say I'm done
And sunk below the reach
Of the globe
What they know

And I'm so bored
I can't find the door

And we're always miles away
From a place to stay
But we continue to dream
Yeah, it's clean and contained

I still believe in the Jackson Five
But I can't decide
Still can't say goodbye
Go on, pick your sides
Get buried alive
And I'm so bored
I'm pullin' the cord
You should suffer more
You two should suffer more