Trip down the stairs into hell
Cathay De I miss your smell
A mixture of puke, beer, stale piss
fuck, sweat, and fear
Adrenaline addicted, the blood leak
From my head kinda concerned my friends
But at the time it felt so right
The music blaring on. Now that desperation's gone
The desperation's gone
Turn, tune the knob k-go
Some alterna radio
Strategic marketing hype, media, stereotype
Has our music been castrated? Yes
To you it may sound good
To me it sounds all wrong
The notes and chords sound similar
The same forbidden beat, but
the derperation's gone (the song's the same)
But the desperation's gone