Grinding Chain Reaction

Static on the radio dial

Fake teeth behind a plastic smile

Running in circles inside my head

Chewing on the words you said (screaming in distance)

I feel the pressure start to grow

Underneath the surface, down below (shut up!)

Break through the wall,

break down the door

I can't pretend to care anymore

Shatter the glass, rip up the floor

Nothing is left of what came before

Paper thin walls and concrete floors Locked inside with a thousand wars

You build me up just to watch me fall

Write my name on a crumbling wall (yeah)

I feel the pressure start to grow

Underneath the surface, down below (get up!)

Break through the wall,

break down the door

I can't pretend to care anymore

Shatter the glass, rip up the floor

Nothing is left of what came before

Go!

Rip it all down!

Rip it all down! (ahhhh)

Nothing is left...

Nothing is left...