The Casting Out - Dial 9-1... And Wait lyrics

Gimme sweat and adrenaline Gimme something I can believe This music's stale, these drinks are weak Drop down, give it ten We've been falling asleep Wake up, watch out Now we've got ourself deep The party died, the mood got cheap Stale lust, fake heart Like a hole in the head White washed, white bread We'd be better of dead The feeling's gone, the pa**ion left Today it ain't over till it's over But hey We ain't running from our fate So stay Dig a hole, arrange the flowers This dying scene has nothing left to say Dial 9-1...and wait Push, pop, talk, shop Keep it pretty and sweet Stand still, no frills Where the hell have I been And why's everyone look like a junky (Sit down, shut up) Ya look bored, unsure, so clever indeed No game, so tame, I got places to be While you're starring at your feet Today it ain't over till it's over But hey We ain't running from our fate So stay Dig a hole, arrange the flowers This dying scene has nothing left to say Dial 9-1...and wait Dial 9-1...and wait Tonight we fight for something more Then what we lost The ambulance outside the house The fire's dead so shut your mouth And let it all come crashing down Today it ain't over till it's over But hey We ain't running from our fate So stay Dig a hole, arrange the flowers This dying scene has nothing left to say So dial 9-1...and wait Dial 9-1...and wait