Turn the stereo up Till you feel the ground Shake off yesterdays headache Take a look around Survey the crowd Roll down your windows Scream out so they know I'm assistant to your tainted heart On a mission of misery You got your new tunes on You put your game face out Your ten feet tall, nothing's gonna make you fall No one can touch you now No one's gonna figure you out No one can touch you now Let 'em all drown in sound I'm assistant to your tainted heart On a mission of misery I'm conditioned to soothe your heart On a mission of misery