Sleater-Kinney Can I Go On
Everyone I know is tired
Everyone I know is wired
To machines, it's obscene
I'll just scream til it don't hurt no more
Everyone I know is happy
But everyone I know is napping
Half the day, thrown away
But I can't find the thrill anymore
Maybe I'm not sure
I wanna go on, I wanna go on
Maybe I'm not sure
I wanna go on at all
Everyone I know is funny
But jokes don't make us money
Sell our rage, buy and trade
But we still cry for free every day
Everyone I know is bored
But everyone I know is floored
Crawl around, on the ground
Let the sound of your blood lead the way
Maybe I'm not sure
I wanna go on, I wanna go on
Maybe I'm not sure
I wanna go on at all
My desire is contagious
My desire is contagious
My desire is contagious
My desire is contagious
My desire is contagious
My desire is contagious
Maybe I'm not sure
I wanna go on, I wanna go on
Maybe I'm not sure
I wanna go on at all
Maybe I'm not sure
I wanna go on, I wanna go on
Maybe I'm not sure
I wanna go on at all
