I don't know what to do with myself
In these rooms that fill up with noise
And i can't tell know if i'm spinning my wheels
Because it always sounds this way
I can't wrap my little head around us
There's a disconnect happening somewhere
We all shout and scream "f*ck bloody murder"
And laugh about it and talk about it and some more
I hear a buzz most of the time
I can't hear a word most of the time
I listen so hard most of the time
But the signal to noise is wrong
The signal to noise is wrong
The signal to noise is wrong
The signal to noise is wrong