Uno dos tres quatro
The scene is dead
And us along with it for our emotions 
Have dried up our inspirations are gone 
And everything we’ve done is so wrong
I never believed it I never wanted to
My false beliefs and false ideals 
Conflicting with every instinct in my body
My mind screams for me to stop 
But I can’t the scene is dead 
And us along with it for our emotions 
Have dried up our inspirations are gone 
And everything we’ve done is so wrong
Maybe when I get out of school 
I'll never see these people again
And maybe I can follow the next new trend