Wy zaś, jakkolwiek usiądziecie,Muzykantami nie ...

 Running wild and running free
Two kids, you and me

 Blood in the breeze
And I hope that you remember me

 I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head

 Is it too late now to say sorry?
Cause I'm missing more than just your body

 Let me hear your voice
Got the passion time to make it right

 You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness

 You shine it when I'm alone
And so I tell myself that I'll be strong

 How about a round of applause?
Standing ovation?

 The fall, the blame, the pain’s still there
I'm here alone inside of this broken home

 Wy zaś, jakkolwiek usiądziecie,Muzykantami nie będziecie.