| I’m feling really bored lately |
| Nothing much to do |
| Nothing turns me on lately |
| What’s a boy to do? |
| I’m bored… |
| Well things are getting boring and the normal makes me sick |
| To get my blood pumping I found myself a new kind of kick |
| I put my life in my hands, it could be my last stand |
| So what? |
| Playing Russian Roulette, sticking needles in my arms |
| Jumping out of planes and playing chicken with the trains |
| It’s a powertrip knowing that |
| I’m within a hair of taking my last breath of air |
| It’s a powertrip, adrenaline |
| Shooting high, pumping hard, running wild |
| My life in my hands in my hands |
| My life in my hands in my hands |
| It could be my last stand |
| My life in my hands in my hands |
| My life in my hands in my hands |
| My life in my hands in my hands |
| It could be my last stand |
| My life in my hands in my hands |
| Standing on the ledge, |
| I look over the edge |
| To see what I could see (- I’m bored) |
| To taunt mortality (-Really bored) |
| And I might even take some people with me… |
| This sacred thing called human life means nothing much to me |
| It’s not enough to just survive, and the only time I feel alive |
| Is when I put my life in my hands, it could be my last stand |
| It’s a powertrip |
| Powertrip! |
| My life in my hands in my hands |
| My life in my hands in my hands |
| It could be my last stand |
| My life in my hands in my hands |