Tekstovi: The Rebel Spell. Days Of Rage. 4:30 Am.

Another sleepless night about a winless fight. I'm thinking maybe I'll just pull out. But how do you say goodbye when you don't know how to talk. So I know I can't walk 'cause this all that I know and it's not that I don't care but things are fucked up and I don't know what else to do. 4:30 AM. I still haven't slept. I'm thinking what is it? That I have kept locked up inside of me so tight it makes me scream my mind and drive all night? There's a million kids in a thousand dimensions and if there not like you. You gotta hold it against them? Try to remember we're all in a time where it's forbidden to talk. I gotta figure out what I'm trying to say but I'll figure that out on a clearer day cause right now the best I can do is waa haa hey. 4:30 AM. I still haven't slept. I'm thinking what is it? That I have kept locked up inside of me so tight it makes me scream my mind and drive all night? I know that I've said it before, but I'm gonna say it again. That it's a long walk home and I know that we'll make it if we can recognize that we are long lost friends. If they have their way, that is if we let them sway. They would fill us with hate and say we're not the same. But I know if we don't all give in we're gonna find a song that we all can sing. I know that I've said it before, but I'm gonna say it again. That it's a long walk home. But I know if we don't all give in we're gonna find a song that we all can sing.