Layin waste to citys'' dreams
And what''s it all gonna mean
When audio psychosis builds from the speakers cones
And you can hear the music tear
Tearin'' through your bones
Cos i''m just a crazy mixed up kid
Out comes the truth when you take off the lid
And what''s it all gonna mean
When audio psychosis builds from the speakers cones
And I can hear the music tear
Tearin through my bones
<Keep on keepin'' on y''all>
<Come home, come on back to me>
Yeah I can hear the music tear
Tearin'' through my bones
<Peace Brother, peace>
<I had no idea it was going to end in such tragedy>