well i don't know why the hell i'm herenbut i guess that's what we all saynunless we've given up, and resigned ourselvesnto sink and to praynso i'll ask you allnare you frightened of dying?nor that the bridge'll break beneath your feetnand at the very bottom of the sea you'll be lyingnand you'll be lying to yourselfnand to everyone elsenwhen you try to lift your handnpast the sea and the waves and the sandnall the way to heavennwell i hope you'll understandnthat everything you've said's been said beforeneverything you've thought's been thought beforennand you're some hollowed-out kidnbut aren't we all?nwe fall so easily but we still stand so tallncause we don't realize, we're still holdin' onnto heights we'll never reach, we're too far gonenand our rebellion's just a jokenthat we aren't in onnour spines keep twisting with the seasonsnand i don't know yours, but I know my reasonsnand I know they're laughin', lookin' down on usnknowin' that everything we think is meaningfulneverything we love is nothing but dustnnand all these kids are wastin' awaynit's our American dream, and it's morning today!nGod bless you, Ronald Reagan!nand God bless you, Haliburton, nand God bless you, mystery man behind the curtains!nand God bless Coca Cola!nand God bless Philip Morris!nand God bless all you fucking drones that inform us!nand God bless the blood that dripsnfrom our jaws as we're grinning in the cornernand the four horsemen of the apocalypsenDisney, Viacom, Newscorp, and Time Warner!