^{Vic & Kellin Quinn} Dare me to jump off of this Jersey bridge I bet you never had a Friday night like this Keep it up, keep it up, let's raise our hands I take a look up at the sky and I see Red for the cancer, red for the wealthy Red for the drink that's mixed with suicide Everything red ^{Kellin Quinn} Please, won't you push me for the last time Let's scream until there's nothing left So sick of playing, I don't want this anymore The thought of you is no ****ing fun You want a martyr, I'll be one Because enough's enough, we're done ^Vic You told me think about it, well I did Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore I'm tired of begging for the things that I want I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor ^Vic The thing I think I love Will surely bring me pain Intoxication, paranoia, and a lot of fame Three cheers for throwing up Pubescent drama queen You make me sick, I make it worse by drinking late ^{Kellin Quinn} Scream until there's nothing left So sick of playing, I don't want to anymore The thought of you is no ****ing fun You want a martyr I'll be one Because enough's enough, we're done ^Vic You told me think about it, well I did Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore I'm tired of begging for the things that I want I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor ^{Kellin Quinn} Imagine living like a king someday A single night without a ghost in the walls And if the bass shakes the earth underground We'll start a new revolution now (Now! Alright here we go) ^Vic Hail Mary, forgive me Blood for blood, hearts beating Come at me, now this is war! **** with this new beat Oh! ^{Kellin Quinn & Vic} Now terror begins inside a bloodless vein I was just a product of the street youth rage Born in this world without a voice or say Caught in the spokes with an abandoned brain I know you well but this ain't a game Blow the smoke in diamond shape Dying is a gift so close your eyes and rest in peace ^Vic You told me think about it, well I did Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore I'm tired of begging for the things that I want I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor ^{Kellin Quinn} Imagine living like a king someday A single night without a ghost in the walls We are the shadows screaming take us now ^Vic We'd rather die than live to rust on the ground Sh*t