It's just you and the universe judging each other. It's a fight and you finally belong. Got a shiner now and it's more than a battle scar. It's such a good story to tell...at lunch time such a good good story to tell. You bully, you break, you fake, you smoke, you toke, you want, you flaunt, you hit it and you're in it and it's spinning. And it's wild. We never thought that we'd get caught up, stuck in the teenage waste. We're counting the stars, we're gonna go far...It's youn and me in the open air, It's truth or dare but we don't care...We're counting the stars, we're not very far...as we EXPLODE!