And here we'll have reached the point When the fear's not the thing that we all avoid We all run towards the threat, towards the pain And we'll pay for the chance to be hit To be scared, to be lost, be indifferent Walk the line, walk on fire, walk away The privilege of knowing we're safe Just allows us to indulge those things we hate The memory, the thrill of today Is knowing we'll be coming home again And how will you reach the extreme When you've not lived without complete immediacy? Will you battle, will you buckle, never fail? The privilege of knowing we're safe Just allows us to indulge those things we hate The memory, the thrill of today Is knowing we'll be coming home again The will to try, to test What it's like for the other 50 percent And are you happy now you know, that you knew? The privilege of knowing we're safe Just allows us to indulge those things we hate The memory, the thrill of today Is knowing we'll be coming home again Coming home again Coming home again