Uno dos tres quatro
The scene is dead
And us along with it for our emotions
Have dried up our inspirations are gone
And everything we’ve done is so wrong
I never believed it I never wanted to
My false beliefs and false ideals
Conflicting with every instinct in my body
My mind screams for me to stop
But I can’t the scene is dead
And us along with it for our emotions
Have dried up our inspirations are gone
And everything we’ve done is so wrong
Maybe when I get out of school
I'll never see these people again
And maybe I can follow the next new trend