There's no use going to Des Moines    I heard it's just like here    I guess it's just like everywhere    As for us, I guess we're not immune    Look at our same plain face       Still I assume this subject identity    Shared with all the kids that qualify    And that's a pretty high percentage to embrace    But easier to clasify    'Cause all my friends are in the same target group    And all of them look like all of you       And they're restless in standstill    But they don't know where to go    They don't know...       I wish    I could dissappear    My unwhole self    Away from here    Away from here... NOW!       I don't want to let it sit around    Just make it go away    Let it cure itself, let it be a cure for us    And if I never leave this hole    Make sure you bury me here with all my dead friends    We'll make a toast to the ones who ran away       Just get me through...    Just get me through...    Just get me through....