The radio is loud and wild
And I’m too drunk to spin the dial
Bathe my bones in alcohol
So I don’t have to think at all
I was born at the bottom
But I never belonged
I’m hardly ever right
But I’ve never been wrong
I can’t get calm
Amplifiers sting my teeth
And batter me with evil things
I take some drugs to fix my brain
They numb my tongue but miss the pain
I was born at the bottom
But I never belonged
I’m hardly ever right
But I’ve never been wrong
I got dust in my lips and a limp in my charm
But got a halo on my heart
| 1 | Art Damage |
| 2 | Kids |
| 3 | Thirteen (Quiet Slang) |
| 4 | Wasted Daze of Youth |
| 5 | Dirty Cigarettes |
| 6 | Warpaint |
| 7 | We Are Nothing |
| 8 | Bad Art & Weirdo Ideas |
| 9 | Punks in a Disco Bar |
| 10 | Too Late to Die Young |