Animosity, lost pride, turned blind eye.
Drop your reason to advance.
Caught behind your excuse, afraid of something to lose?
Which hat do you wish to wear this time?
Barricaded by bureaucracy, but covered by your old form.
I'll tear this walls down, with my own hands,
So the light is all where you stand
A record made by some fine punk folks that you can bring home to your parents. If Alkaline Trio secretly wrote songs for the Goo Goo Dolls, this would probably be what it sounds like. Entropy