I don't want to go taking trips to nowherenI don't want to know what it's like to be therenI don't want to go and vanish to thin air, into oblivionnnSo I may as well not carenEvery day is up in the air, so I may as well not carenYou get the same reaction everywhere, nownI may as well not carenBut every day is up in the airnYou know the end is always sometime, somewheren(Sometime, somewhere)nnI was told it's fun to stare straight at the sunnWhat I saw I never felt before, unsurenI saw people there with fire in their hairnAnd that's when I fell into oblivionnnSo I may as well not carenEvery day is up in the air, so I may as well not carenYou get the same reaction everywhere, nownI may as well not carenBut every day is up in the airnYou know the end is always sometime, somewheren(Sometime, somewhere)nnOblivion, somewherenn(I saw them) x5nnWith fire in their hair (I saw them)nn(I don't like humansnI don't like humans, they don't like menI don't like humans, can't you see?nWhen they laugh at menI don't like humans, can't you see?nCan't you see?)