A temporary state in which we foundnWe built these walls from the insidenAnd we want out!nThen we use our friends as bulletproof vestsnnThe walls are breaking as the floor begins to shakenI didn’t think it would come to thisnBut now it’s here to stay…nnIt’s amazing how life c an seem too shortnYet we’re so borednAs our eyes grow weary, it can be hardnWe’re broken shards of glassnnA stationary dream in which we frozenOur ideas light the kerosene with no room to explodenWe’ll just light a match under me and watch me glow!nnThere’s a fire in the backseat-of a car as we walk awaynI didn’t think it would come to thisnBut now it’s here to stay…nnWon’t you break the calm with me?nAnd you’ll seenLet’s hear what kind of noise we can bringnAnd you’ll see, oh, you’ll see…n