Son I don't want run in place, I don't want to run out Who the hell runs this place, still trying to figure out Why I have to fight so hard just to put up a fight
I hear myself loud and clear, maybe just too loud Everyone sounds sincere, but shut up before you fall apart Right here and now
Son in my hands, neon eyes take the lead And darling I know I've made mistakes But won't you follow me into the deep
When you hold my hand, hold on for dear life Cuz when you look at me that way, you force a riot And walls are caving in, you fuel the fire