What if we shifted the entire bridge to a whole different dimension?

Let's go with the build first.

Then you get the break on the drop.

You get a kick. You get a snare. You get some fills.

Life comes at you fast.

Not enough time to slow down and smell the roses.

The rhythmic barrage of percussive impacts.

Almost a generation has passed.

I know you don't need music that much.

With no need for a formal introduction.

Sound the alarms!

Spiraling out forever and ever.

We can make room for face paint.

This just seemed appropriate for the occasion.

You might never know what's next.

They disagree with our belief system! RUN!

She never called me back.

Without faith and without sleep?

Summer of 2026 is already a distant memory.

Couldn't forget even if I tried.