A Go-See 가사

And when the first one Feels like the last one And the last one left you numb Count up your blessings And count the times you told yourself that you hate what you've become Where everything goes down And everything turn brown It's like a broken home You better leave it alone And when the carpet becomes your comfort And the corner is your chair Roll up your sleeves and count your friends on one hand Turn around There's nobody there As if you care less More is less You're moral-less No more When things turn brown and all the pretty sounds become a crippled drone you better leave it alone you better leave it alone (x4) Oh (scream)