I wish I had the luxury
To not believe in gravity
But so has become our fate
While we pateintly await
Our apocalypse
Within the metropolis
Of our minds
Here we stand the barely bold
On soil that's been bought and sold
With our fists by our side
Intentions we call pride
Our undoing
Our apocalypse
Within the metropolis
In our lives
Our apocalypse
Within the metropolis
In our minds
In our lives
Within our minds
Mmmmmmm...