Uno dos tres quatro The scene is dead And us along with it for our emotions Have dried up our inspirations are gone And everything we’ve done is so wrong I never believed it I never wanted to My false beliefs and false ideals Conflicting with every instinct in my body My mind screams for me to stop But I can’t the scene is dead And us along with it for our emotions Have dried up our inspirations are gone And everything we’ve done is so wrong Maybe when I get out of school I'll never see these people again And maybe I can follow the next new trend