[Verse 1] The clock on the wall is ticking too slow I'm stuck in this town with nowhere to go They say "turn the TV down, cut your hair" I'm drowning in the static, I'm gasping for air [Pre-Chorus] Another perfect lawn, another picket fence This whole damn place just makes no sense One, two, three, four! [Chorus] We're running on fumes in this dead-end dream Living in a world that's about to scream I'm not gonna be another face in the crowd I'd rather be nowhere, and turn it up loud (Turn it up loud!) [Verse 2] I walked the boulevard of this sleepy street Every single day is just on repeat My brain is fried, my patience is gone Just waiting for the fuse to blow 'til dawn [Pre-Chorus] They say "calm down kid, just play the game" But everyone around me looks the same One, two, three, four! [Chorus] We're running on fumes in this dead-end dream Living in this world that's about to scream I'm not gonna be another face in the crowd I'd rather be nowhere, and turn it up loud (Turn it up loud!) [Bridge] Maybe I'm the problem, maybe I'm just dumb Or maybe this whole system's overcome With apathy and plastic smiles I'm burning all the bridges, counting down the miles [Chorus] We're running on fumes in this dead-end dream Living in this world that's about to scream I'm not gonna be another face in the crowd I'd rather be nowhere, and turn it up loud [Outro] Turn it up loud! The suburban static! Yeah, turn it up loud!
