Wash away these dumb designs
Because I hate the taste of it
Laughing all the while
Dopamine remains the queen
I reminisce of the time I missed
When I could be numb and dumb inside
With no regard for life or limb
We hold ourselves to standards high
What will they think if we're to die
So we hang our heads in shame
Thinking 'bout the sickness in our brain
Then we feel trapped inside
Then we feel trapped inside
And when we feel trapped inside
There is no escape
Head full of novocaine
Head full of novocaine
Tear asunder cut away
Split between a memory of
Teenage years of artistry
And mediocrity
Left behind a claim gone blind
Shipped away on ocean liner
Never to be seen again
We hold ourselves to standards high
What will they think if we're to die
So we hang our heads in shame
Thinking 'bout the sickness in our brain
Then we feel trapped inside
Then we feel trapped inside
And when we feel trapped inside
There is no escape
Head full of novocaine
Head full of novocaine