A corrupt nation harboring the troubled mind
Look around all is evil I'd rather be blind...

Today i met a boy named Kyle
who didn't have much to say...

When the stress of it all
burns my mind like acid tears...

To see the world as we know it
through alien eyes...

He sits alone, plastic cup in hand
His luck has run out, the doors all shut...

I don't love you anymore
No, I don't love you anymore...