Lyrics:

Two, three four!

Gotta get from a
Point of pressure to a
Point of no return
To turn me inside out
Brother, please
Tell the others, please
There are others that don't know about these…

Standing responses
Failing the answers
Screaming so foreign
Excessive reaction

Bouncing off walls
Where the pictures hang
Of the last ones that made them fall before
Taking it all with a grain of salt
And a bittersweet memory of these…

Standing responses
Failing the answers
Screaming so foreign
Excessive reaction

Insane and bottled in
Explain the state I'm in
Your electric pulse can't ail my sin
Explain the state I'm in

Not so lost, not so fast
Not reacting, not so
Not the pause, not the past
Not reacting, not so

Gotta get me from a
Point of pressure to a
Point of no return
To turn me inside out
I know my answers don't meet your satisfaction
But they cause your reaction
Excessive reaction
Excessive reaction
Excessive reaction
Excessive reaction from you

Ha ha ha ha!
Ha heh! Huh, heh!
Aah! And then, you could, you could still overdo punk rock… at times