Žodžiai dainai: Knuckle Sandwich. Comfort of Security.

Opportunity, I think I felt it swim by me in the sea of mediocrity. Will I be satisfied or regret the things I never tried? Captured by conformity, settle for the security? I'd rather die on my feet, then live on my knees. You go join the enemy, I'll stay here and fight. Monotony doesn't seem to be healthy. Why trade your liberty? Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free? Get off of me. I don't need a pet monkey, or self inflicted boundaries. Don't tell me that you love me and I'll tell you no lies.