Some kids are up for whatever but i like making plans There's this sense that there's meaning in the things we don't understand While we fill up our white search bars with yearning What goes into the web comes to who's concerned with learning Faith in religion is dying as fast as it's growing to die in it's name We look to gods to save us from up on their big stage While isis throws our favorite tapes in the flame But what goes up in the night must come down in the day As above so Below It's the same feeling we all grew up with the means all need an end It's a choice for us all to divide enemies from friends Well I'm not playing anymore There's no more line there's no more score