This place is hungry   Too hungry for me   Biting at our faces   Biting at the seams      So take this diction   It's slicing up our feet   Gnawing at our conscience   Gnawing something sweet       Oh, get me out of this town   'Cause I am kept in a box of lost and found   Oh, get me out of this town   'Cause I belong underground      This place is hungry   Too hungry for me   'Cause I'm like a soldier   I'm playing make believe      And what would our parents say   As this generation bleeds   They'd say I know what you love is   But it's lost in a red, red sea      Oh, get me out of this town   'Cause I am kept in a box of lost and found   Oh, get me out of this town   'Cause I belong underground [repeat]