The life I live, my last chance at an impact. But my time's
wasted by the people who come and then go. this one's for
them 'cause the scene's for us and I'll give you one chance to
stand up and prove to me you're not. You liev your life by a
broken promise you made to yourself in the seventh grade.
Three years from now when you turn twenty-one, no longer
coming out. You've become just like everyone else. Everyone
else. You're our permission to work the walls. You'll be
forgotten when you are gone. This one's for you 'cause the
scene's for us.
