i used to hate this place, and now it's all that we've got. the empty halls are closing their doors and we're singing with acoustic guitars in parking lots. so crowd into this room and we'll sing the things that still have purpose. cut these breakers and we'll dance in the dark. flood the room, and we'll sing till our lungs will burst. add a spark and we'll keep on moving. cut these breakers and we'll dance. so i'll let this needle run through the etchings and forget the bad days. and if this record skips, then i will try and keep my thoughts positive. because if not, i'll be up all night. as the lights go down, we think of all the fun we've had. if we close our eyes, maybe this won't hurt so bad.
Lyrics submitted by DakotaFloyd