Vic:
Dare me to jump off of this Jersey bridge
Kellin:
I bet you never had a Friday night like this
Vic:
Keep it up keep it up lets raise our hands
Kellin:
I take a look up in the sky and I see red
Vic:
Red for the cancer, red for the wealthy,
Red for the drink that's mixed with suicide.
Kellin:
Everything red.
Kellin:
Please, won't you push me for the last time,
Lets scream until there's nothing left
So sick of playing, I don't want this anymore.
The thought of you is no fucking fun.
You want a martyr, I'll be one
Because enough's enough,
We're done.
Vic:
You told me, "think about it"
Well I did, now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
I'm tired of begging for the things that I want,
I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor.
Vic:
The thing I think I love
Will surely bring me pain
Intoxication, paranoia, and a lot of fame
Three cheers for throwing up
Pubescent drama queen
You make me sick, I make it worse by drinking late.
Kellin:
(Scream) Until there's nothing left
So sick of playing, I don't want to anymore
The thought of you is no fucking fun
You want a martyr I'll be one
Because enough's enough we're done
Vic:
You told me, "think about it", well I did
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
I'm tired of begging for the things that I want
I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor.
Kellin:
Imagine living like a king someday.
A single night without a ghost in the walls.
And if the bass shakes the earth underground.
Vic & Kellin:
We'll start a new revolution NOW!
Vic:
(Alright here we go)
Hail Mary, forgive me
Blood for blood, hearts beating
Come at me, now this is war
Fuck with this new beat
Oh
Vic:
NOW!
Kellin:
Terror begins inside a bloodless vein
Vic:
I was just a product of the street youth rage
Kellin:
Born in this world without a voice or say
Vic:
Caught in the spokes with an abandoned brain
Kellin:
I know you well but this ain't a game
Vic:
Blow the smoke in diamond shape
Vic & Kellin:
Dying is a gift so,
Just close your eyes and rest in peace
Vic:
You told me "think about it", well I did
Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore
I'm tired of begging for the things that I want
I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor.
Kellin:
Imagine living like a king someday.
A single night without a ghost in the walls.
We are the shadows screaming take us now
Vic:
We'd rather die than live to rust on the ground.
Shit
