In my bed I cannot see the future I walk alone in my house and I'm bored here The same discos, the same blood in my hands Where is my future, where is my insanity? And everything they used to say And every day they lie to us again I hate it, but I need to wait more Wait more and more, wait more and more They're just saying: I'm sorry Into the storm I'll run away They're just saying: I'm sorry Into the storm I'll run away In my bed I cannot see the future I walk alone in my house and I'm bored here I hate it, but I need to wait more Wait more and more, wait more and more They're just saying: I'm sorry Into the storm I'll run away They're just saying: I'm sorry Into the storm I'll run away This is me in my haunted house Listening: Let's get this party started So, let's get this party started Or whatever Patrick said