Flatline Fever کے بول

When I try to make love it turns out to be hate If I go for a coffee I might end up drunk And my old dreams are back to haunt me It doesn't matter where I stay It doesn't matter where I go, yeah Why do I always bang my head against the wall So sick and tired of doing, doing everything wrong Why do I always bang my head against the wall Right back at you! Some say that learning by doing is the way we have to live I haven't learned jack shit, fuck, I'm getting old Me, I, myself are back to haunt me It doesn't matter where I stay Why do I always bang my head against the wall So sick and tired of doing, doing everything wrong Why do I always bang my head against the wall Why do I always bang my head against the wall So sick and tired of doing, doing everything wrong Why do I always bang my head against the wall So sick and tired of doing, doing everything wrong All my mistakes, all my mistakes All that you see Right back at you!