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