Testo: Hot Hot Heat. Bandages. Move On.

call me vulnerable cause I got new ideas hoodlums I'd round them up and lock them in a cage I'm intolerable they hate these new ideas don't like to listen but they got a lot to say no one's laughing no there's nothing going on no there's nothing that's what's wrong believe me when I tell you that I don't belong here at all so I'm leaving call me vulnerable I sold these old ideas 1.50 and I waved them on their way undeliverable can't send these new ideas can't cross the border but I'm bored of crossing anyway no one's laughing no there's nothing going on no there's nothing that's what's wrong believe me when I tell you that I don't belong here at all can't believe they never bothered to move on can't believe they never ever changed can't believe they never bothered to move on no one learned nobody wants to say all can't believe they never bothered to move on can't believe they never ever changed call me vulnerable I don't like old ideas everyone writing seems to cheat off the same page I'm unfashionable don't wear the right ideas it's pretty tricky being picky on this wage no one's laughing there's nothing going on no there's nothing that's what's wrong believe me when I tell you that I don't belong here at all can't believe they never bothered to move ona?¦