You say you wrong, you wrong, I'm right, I'm right, you're wrong, we fight
Ok, [bad word] from the [bad word] from the day to night
Oh, the quiet silence defines our misery
The riot inside keeps trying to visit me
No matter how we try, it's too much history
Too many bad notes playing in our symphony
So let it breathe, let it fly, let it go
Let it fall, let it crash, burn slow