This room is full of snake oil salesmen Seems like we've been here for weeks Talk might be cheap But I don't buy a single fucking word From these backstabbing thieves I'll walk miles and miles and miles Before I sleep You'll never get out of this world alive No You'll never get out of this world alive A week full of Mondays Months of weeks Frontal lobotomy To feel the ease But every inch of hope Just extends the rope And I fall You'll never get out of this world alive No You'll never get out of this world alive No You'll never get out of this world alive