New Sensation - This Time Next Year

Tonight I’ll laugh myself asleep

Again to the same old swan songs

I just keep hearing

And you strike every

Nerve with your pretensions

Always the butt of the

Joke when no one’s laughing

You wanted the role

Now your playing the part

They’re dying to be just like you

Sing us a song where

We can’t sing along and you’re the new sensation

I’m better off with my two left feet

You’re no god damned messiah

With the answers to everything

I know that hell is other people

I know I’ll lose my mind

I need some inspiration

I’ve grown sick — slick bullshit

Eat your heart out

This song’s about you

You wanted the role

Now your playing the part

They’re dying to be just like you

Sing us a song where we can’t sing

Along and you’re the new sensation

Who needs a spine anyway?

Without a backbone It’s just aesthetics

I can’t take the noise anymore

So pry up the floorboards

And raise the dead

It’s time to raise the dead

You wanted the role

Now your playing the part

They’re dying to be just like you

Sing us a song where we can’t sing

Along and you’re the new sensation