Текст: Fake Problems. Grand Finale.

There is still hope for us.
There is no reason to be afraid.
This could be the grand finale.
This could be my big escape.

I had it all figured out then it washed away
Out to the Gulf in a green flash haze
Take it or leave it
Take it or leave it

I'll have it all figured out
when a single day
This dim light turns to a raging blaze
Then I'll believe it
That's when I'll believe it

And now this room is getting smaller
I don't recognize anyone in any of these pictures
Where is the rage?
Where did all the anger go?
How can we take any more indifference?

You know I am so overjoyed
That this bridge is burning down
Into the water and into your lungs
Let it all just sink straight down

You know I am so overjoyed
That this bridge is burning down
Into the water and into your lungs
Let it all just sink straight down

I had it all figured out then it washed away
Out to the Gulf in a green flash haze
Take it or leave it
Take it or leave it

I'll have it all figured out
when a single day
This dim light turns to a raging blaze
Then I'll believe it
That's when I'll believe it