All that I am; all those dreams that I have now,    They swallow me and I can't see just what I'm turning out to be.    All that I know is I'm so far from home: these amplifiers resonate a local sound that's gone astray.      Where will this take me?    All the faces that I see and all the dreams they told me never to believe.   What will this do to me?    Break me down and throw me out: fuck all the fears and fuck every single doubt.      Just let these chords take me away into a place I'd rather be.    This is where we want to go: we want it more, we want it more    because I'm so ready to begin; those brutal hearts, I know we'll win!    This is where we want to go: we want it more, we want it more!      With all my bridges burned, I'll never take a fucking look back.    It'll never work for me as long as art is still elite.    When this is over, no one else to help me sing along: I'll keep singing my dead songs through every right and every wrong    and though I'm still young, I'll keep screaming with fear and passion.    I'll sing this by myself; I don't need anybody else!      They say to choose a path: left or right, and these rights or wrongs. Fuck them! Let's keep singing our favorite songs. Keep screaming into the night: my lungs will burst when these words meet sunlight.