Well its pissing rain, in on my head again You know its pelting pain, I know my mind's made I'm gonna die in the rush like a gleaming kid And I've learned, the older you get You're either wild and dying, or boring and blessed Tonight I'm natures bullet shooting shambles from a gleaming sin White noise, white noise I smoke my cigarettes to feel the burn It's kind of nice feeling something that you've earned Just turn off the lights, and burn in the dark with a dart I'm west bound, bloody and proud A secret choice ain't a secret now You gotta roll with the punches And pull with your pride to pull it out White noise, white noise White noise, white noise White noise, white noise And I got the feeling again