The Beijing Cocktail - Off With Their Heads

Patience, it’s not my virtue

When I feel the anger I want to shout

Hatred of everything

Call the cops when it’s time to let it out

Walking the streets when I can’t fall asleep

I’m still wondering what it is all about

Feeling defeat in every situation I meet

I can’t wait to give up and lie down on the ground

Try to fight it, but I can’t deny it

I can’t bring myself just to go back home

Don’t wanna stay here, but I can’t go back there

I’d rather be freezing than be all alone

Patience, it’s not my virtue

When I feel the anger I want to shout

Hatred of everything

Call the cops when it’s time to let it out

Walking the streets when I can’t fall asleep

I’m still wondering what it is all about

Feeling defeat in every situation I meet

I can’t wait to give up and lie down on the ground

Home is any place where you don’t have to carry the baggage you hold at all

It’s anywhere where you wake up and repeat the things that you’re told

It’s getting harder, quickly

Getting to the point of everyone

Realizing that we’ve based our whole lives

On something we once considered to be fun

Wait for the day, 'cause it’s coming fast

When you turn around and realize you’re the last