as you part your separate ways, you leave so much more behind, the footsteps they seem so big, and were doing the best we can, this cant be real, everything ive come to love, disintegrating right in front of my face, this must be a dream, and when I wake up youll be screaming in my face again, built it straight up from the ground, D I Y til the day we die, years of tireless work propelled you to lead our scene, but were doing the best we can, and though we fall, we will rise up again, and though we fall, we will stand tall again, and though we fall we will rise up again, and though it all, we will stand tall again.