I feel the ground
Moving under my feet,
All I know is where I don't belong.
I'm not interested in sticking around
Just for the sake of a good time.
Houses rotting from the the inside out
And everybody's [bad word] 
Out of their [bad word] minds.
Are you seriously talking to me
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One by one,
Shoot off my fingers one by one.
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here
When the rebels
Lose the spirit of rebellion?
You've got nowhere left to go...
But I know I'm not alone.
You've got nowhere left to go...
But I know I'm not alone.

We are defined by
What we stand against and
The weight of unfulfilled expectations.
This culture
That threatens to engulf you,
Is this anyway
To go about fighting it?
I don't want to be born again,
Don't need anybody to speak for me,
I'm not interested
In humoring illusions
Or apologizing
For the sake of sentiment.

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Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
I know I'm not alone.