There's something wrong with all of my friends. Empty heads and violence I'm trying to pretend. That it's not me. I can be anything I want to be. And I I'll try to ignore it. I'll try to ignore it. This banging at my door. And I I I'm living in the storm. They're dropping bombs on all of my friends. Every time I turn around they're blowing up again. But it's not me. Out on the streets. I don't know who any of you people are. And I I'll try to avoid it. I'll try to avoid this. This vulture at my door. And I I I'm living in the storm. I know I'm alone. All on my own. I'm already dead and cold. Cold cold cold cold. They're killing brains in all of my friends. When I look inside of 'em there's nothing happening. But it's not me. I can think. I think I'll stay right where I am. And I I'll try to ignore it. I'll try to ignore this. This banging at my door. And I I I'm living in the storm. I I I'm living in the storm. I I I'm living in the storm. Me me