All this quiet is violence And I'm in denial of my nihilist icky tendencies As they make me tireless and Now I'm seeing a psychiatrist He put me on high alert Says my mind is riotous, a mental virus that Is gonna require us to break the silence Before the pressure makes me violent See, Iโ€™m feeling like a lioness Pacing in the cage, a leviathan inside of this Fake environment, sick of being pious and Smiling through the pain for the bias and the higher-ups Yeah, itโ€™s a matter of survival and Iโ€™m waiting for revival and Iโ€™m burning through the wire and I think I need a dial-up to God, 'cause the signalโ€™s lost. Iโ€™m swimming deep, and the waterโ€™s getting shallow I got a shadow that I donโ€™t know how to follow Yeah, the noise is loud... and the hush is hollow. So turn the volume up (Up) Yeah, turn the volume up (Up) 'Cause the quiet is violence Donโ€™t leave me in the silence I need the noise, I need the sound To keep my feet here on the ground Yeah, turn the volume up Before the quiet wakes the violence up. Okay, look. Iโ€™m getting mathematical, purely fanatical Trying to fix a brain that feels a little mechanical My thoughts are radical, strictly piratical Stealing all my peace like a thief, itโ€™s dramatical I need a sabbatical, a permanent vacation From the over-stimulation and the constant fixation On the empty space, the isolation Iโ€™m hyper-focused on the lack of conversation Checking my vitals and Whatever the title is Iโ€™m facing my rivals and Iโ€™m ending the idleness. Iโ€™m swimming deep, and the waterโ€™s getting shallow I got a shadow that I donโ€™t know how to follow Yeah, the noise is loud... And the hush is hollow. So turn the volume up (Up) Yeah, turn the volume up (Up) Because the quiet is violence Donโ€™t leave me in the silence I need the noise, I need the sound To keep my feet here on the ground Yeah, turn the volume up Before the quiet wakes the violence up. Shhh... Donโ€™t say a word. Thatโ€™s when the monsters serve The thoughts I donโ€™t deserve. So strike the match, and watch it burn! So turn the volume up (Up) Yeah, turn the volume up (Up) Because the quiet is violence Donโ€™t leave me in the silence I need the noise, I need the sound To keep my feet here on the ground Yeah, turn the volume up Before the quiet wakes the violence up. (The quiet is violence...) Yeah, Iโ€™m seeing a psychiatrist. (The quiet is violence...) I'm trying to get pious. Turn it up. Turn it up.