We walk this road till we find an off-road path, expired happiness starting to go bad.
Demon hijacking our freight train of thought.
Minds so bad we can't focus,
Tired of listening to adults who claim they're all knowing,
We wanna "be me" and start a new path for humanity.
But at the same time, we wanna see ourselves bleed.
The days are rough, our love is tough and sometimes we wanna end it because we've had enough.
Listen, have some trust.
You'll get through this evil Domino Effect,
Find your voice and try to use a different dialect.
