Wired loose, wired hot Two loose cords condemned to rot Positive to negative No more impulse left to Give improper data Misinformed debase the face of my reform An outlet detected, permission rejected My battery's frozen my system lights warn Sick of face, sick of lies Slows my dull harmonic cries Will of the weak, will of the wind Slowly detects my status ends Communication with a world's misinformation My body's depleted, another one's needed Encasing a shell with a critical fuse Uninspired & I'm tired I'm sick & wired Don't wait too long Don't strike it strong If the level's low Then the fuse won't blow Rewire all the information Take the soul from the body of the nation Think fast this is reformation I'm sick & tired And I'm feeling something burn Uninspired & I'm tired I'm sick & wired