hate dept.
coming down
Seeing ourselves in a magazine makes us proud So everyone grabs a brush like me The silver paint looks great on the inside of this fucking cloud The beat gets bigger and the dream does too If a radio man has a vision for you but if he's drunk or deaf Or in disguise like the rest then we'll do best if we screw one another We felt so cool I felt so high but I'm coming down now I'm coming down now the high is over I'm coming down now I feel so sober So many places so many blank faces waiting to be told what's cool and what to be into Could jump off a bridge to make MTV or overdose to qualify As a rock star the place ain't packed the place ain't jumping our tunes are wack And bad attitude's pumpin' the fantasy factory is cranking out lies take it From a sucker who's locked on the inside Want to be cool? Want to get high? Go ahead I'm coming down now