Wish alas came true, are you happy?
  Everything's checked out, are you sure?
  Leave the status quo, do you think so?
  Ears that do not hear
  They fall for the tunes again and again and again
  Baby, bite your lip
  baby, bite your lip
  I would rather sleep in a minefield
  I would rather breathe on Mars
  Minds that do not think
  they fall for the lies again and again and again