Why does every street here look the same?
Yet there's so many here, see the faces, they're glad they came
A city sucking all the life in me
So I've been using you to get what I need
It's not so typical, so hypocritical for me to act this way
But novocaine sets in and I pretend the real is fake
See the (marcher?) strike up his band to play
The music screams in me but I don't hear a single thing
Oh, novocaine
Just get it out of me, it's getting hard to breathe again
I'm going insane
So in the state I'm in, I'd give in to almost anything
I'm not the monster that you claim I am
If I could shed some light in here, then I could make you understand
It's not this atmosphere that makes you become
What it is you hate the most, 'cause being dead is feeling numb
Oh, novocaine
Just get it out of me, it's getting hard to breathe again
I'm going insane
So in the state I'm in, I'd give in to almost anything
Novocaine
This is the way I feel, just another vicious (?)
Spinning, spinning, spinning, spinning, (inside of me?)
The weight of it can crush you, still you (?)
There's light here at this tunnel's end
All I can do is (?) give it away till you feel something
And let the light in
I'll keep on searching here 'cause I think I could
Just get me off the streets of hollow Hollywood
All systems in place [repeat]
