[ Featuring Quiet Slang ]
The radio is loud and wild
And I'm too drunk to spin the dial
Bathe my bones in alcohol
So I don't have to think at all
I was born at the bottom
But I never belonged
I'm hardly ever right
But I've never been wrong
I can't get calm
Amplifiers sting my teeth
And batter me with evil things
I take some drugs to fix my brain
They numb my tongue but miss the pain
I was born at the bottom
But I never belonged
I'm hardly ever right
But I've never been wrong
I got dust in my lips, a limp in my charm
Halo on my heart, I've got a halo on my heart
A halo on my heart, I've got a halo on my heart
I've got it
