Thinking 
I wanna be with you under the stars 
The Shooting stars around me slowly disappear 
The sun begins to rise 

The words full of safety, uh 
Bring the screams of 1982 
I wonder if people even know the [bad word] 

Falling pieces 
The puzzle doesn't have an end, oh 
All of your pieces 
Our anthem falls upon deaf ears 

Singing 
About all of the thing that we don't need 
Do you watch the TV 
Searching for a way to cry ? 
And a way to die ? 

The words full of safety, uh 
Bring the screams of 1982 
Fanfares will fill up the streets 

Falling pieces 
The puzzle doesn't have an end, oh 
All of your pieces 
The fanfare ring inside 

That day so long ago, the day I found my pride 
It gave birth to what I know, and now I am lost inside 
Answers are told to me, I don't need to be free 
Restraint is what's to be