Riot

I'm waiting for the plane to crash and burn

I like the smell of burning kerosene

I'm feeding on the thrill of primal fear

It seems they just sit and wait for sleep

I really need to see if there is something more

In danger I perceive my world so clear

I force myself to stretch the envelope

There's a party going on

We'll all be here dancing underground

There's a riot going on

We'll all be here dancing underground

I'm freezing to the bone on the arctic storms

Naked in the cold I'm feeling so alive

I'm searching for the last uncharted land

I hope to find someone else like me

Don't listen to the fools that hold you back

For you will achieve what they can only dream

Now escape the grip of good old common sense

And trust yourself for reaching further on