"It really was an end of innocence in American life.
I can remember like it was yesterday."
Collecting the blood as it gathers down the slope
Choke back any sense of hope
It's what you always wanted
Holding back the breath with the palms of your hands
Grasping with the chance
It's what you always wanted
Justify your strength by preying off the weak
It's what makes you so believable
Can't you feel it
The impulse of fury
Of satisfying lust
That compounds you
Can't you believe in it
The compulsory trust
That binds you to it
The magnetizing faith
Can't come to terms with what I've done for this end
The fallout from these given god sends
It's what you always dreamed of
Rectify your deeds by demonizing the meek
It's what makes it all relatable
Can't you feel it
The impulse of fury
Of satisfying lust
That compounds you
Can't you believe in it
The compulsory trust
That binds you to it
The galvanizing sensation
That confounds you
Day break the gates
On these night terrors
Day break the gates
On these midnight regrets
You've beholden me
These four months
These four months
The mechanisms are all breaking down
The mechanisms breaking down
Down
I won't be waiting for
I won't be waiting for
"No one knew why they were selected,
we were part of the same group, so we felt so threatened.
You had all these friends who died,
and you had to choose which funerals to go to.
If all your friends die at the same time, how do you pick?"