Some are crying blind vengeancenSome are fake awrynSummer wake up emptynTill they cry me to sleepnnIt just lays there going stiffnI just can’t believe it’s not overnAnd they can't replace the hintnAnd the dying body twitches outnnSome other time, this place is breaking up its breaking downnSome other time, this message breaking up its breaking downnSome other time, I'm receiving your messagesnSome other time, I’m receiving your messagesnnHelp me understand now, what you sang, how you figured that outnSome baby’s talking in the background. That may mean something…nnWhen your blind light thundersnAnd your crazed man freaksnWhile your half will take overnSo that I can get some sleepnnAnd it just won’t leave my headnAnd it makes me want to spin aroundnAnd they can’t replace the hitnAnd they know what Monk was thinking ‘boutnnSome other time, it’s all I think aboutnSome other time, it makes me sicknSome other time, I’m almost healthynSome other time, can’t even get out of bednnSome other time, this place is breaking up its breaking downnSome other time, this message breaking up and breaking downnSome other time, I'm receiving your messagesnSome other time, I’m receiving your messagesnnWhat are we waiting for, why are we wasting time?nnHelp me understand now, what you sang, how you figured that outnSome baby’s talking in the background. That may mean something…nnFurther than I went with you (hello/ have I?)nWhat are we waiting fornnFurther than I went with you (hello/have I?)nWhat are we waiting fornWhy are we wasting time