One, two One, two, three Feeling a sight of society is sound I cannot try to get over it now I like the tune, but I struggle with the words Guess that it's time for a song I've never heard I hate my body, my mind, and myself Hard not to swallow what's shoved in my mouth Guess I'll just binge all my thoughts until I purge It's too late now, and I guess I'll never learn Hate breeds a man like the setting of the Sun But the family tree, it always passes to the son Humbled and free, oh, I'm screaming so loud Hold me close, dear or I'll never let it out Triggered by truth, well, I guess it's in style Figured it new, but it's been here for a while Lost and confused, I am screaming like a child Hold me again before I fall into the wild The world, it will end in a barrel of laughs Hard to pretend that anything could last No buildings will burn, no, nothing will collapse Just watch us step through the echoes of the past