I feel sick What's wrong with me, No escaping Dizzy spins Shakin' knees Unlucky 11 Can't explain I don't believe In curses, fate or destiny Impossible Like Cajun snow Stick the wire down my throat Get me out, No Novembers Struggling pairs Broken chairs Caught with bleached white hair Missing tooth Drop out of school Stuck with no future and no roof Suburban town Leaves fade to brown Temperature quickly racing down Went for a ride 4000 died Picked up smoking on the riverside Every year undeclared war Every year Undeclared war But is it really worse than the month before Shopping craze Feast of thanks Empty bowls, empty banks Up ahead Seeing red Tick, tick, tick, I could be dead It's all gone December comes 11 to 12, a change of fortune Get me out, no Novembers