Remain calm, but what's that mean anyway? The endless waves of television drift through the open air. So what's that you'd say to me if you were really here. You're searching for a frequency that'll make you disappear.
Half dead, but not yet. I know that feeling best.
But better not say things, you're going to regret. Walking around the block for miles just trying to forget.
Half dead, but not yet. I need to get some rest. But I can't seem to relax. When it's so clear that you're the best I'll ever get.