Adam: What happens now? I can barely stand on my own where will I turn when I feel alone?
Micah: I guess I'll live with the lonliness If I had a choice, I couldn't tell you what it would be But I know i'm sick of living this way
Nick: I know i'm sick of all this meaningless pain I doubt i'll ever give up as much as I know i probably should
Micah: everytime i stood there figurative gun to my head I could never say fuck this shit even though i'd rather be dead every scar that isn't really there every memory that I won't let die I watched the light fade in your eyes i watched my life fall apart
Adam: my mind is in the deepest hole i dream of nothing anymore will i ever admit that you're a whore i can't live with this in my head
Nick: why am i too scared to make it all stop
Adam: figurative gun to my head
Nick and Micah: i'll hang myself from my hopes and dreams with a noose made out of reality