Vic:
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 fucking fun
You want I 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 for begging for the things that I want
I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor

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

(Scream, Scream, Scream, Scream)

Kellin Quinn:
Scream until there's nothing left
So sick of playing I don't want to anymore
The thought of you is no fucking fun
You want I 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 for 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

(fuck with this new beat, OH!)

Vic and Kellin:
Now terror begins in a bloodless vein
I was just a product of the street youth rage
Born in this world without a voice or a 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 for 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!
We'd rather die than live to rust on the ground!
Shit.