Break the Equation

[Intro — Mechanical Clockwork, Uneven Seven-Beat Pulse] [Low Male Vocal — Quiet, Exhausted] You got your numbers. You got your plans. You got the whole damn world In the palm of your hands. But you forgot something. [Sudden Distorted Bass Hit] [Verse 1 — Gritty Rhythmic Male Vocal] She's barely breathing. I'm barely standing. The walls are shaking, And the floor ain't landing. There's sparks in the ceiling, Smoke in the hall. Somewhere behind us, I hear you call. You say the odds are impossible. You say we're out of time. You say you've seen every ending, And none of them are mine. [Pre-Chorus — Syncopated Guitar, Rising Drums] Well, I've never been much For doing what I'm told. And I sure as hell ain't leaving Someone I love out in the cold. [Chorus — Explosive Alternative Rock] BREAK THE EQUATION! Throw your numbers to the floor! You can calculate a thousand ways We ain't making it through that door! BREAK THE EQUATION! Let your perfect system fall! You can measure every damn thing, But you can't measure us at all! [Post-Chorus — Funky Bass, Crunchy Guitar] One plus one don't tell the story. Two ain't always just a sum. You can count the ways we're broken. You can't count what we've become. [Verse 2 — Reggae-Punk Groove, Rhythmic Half-Rapped Delivery] Got her arm around my shoulder, Got the whole place coming down. Every hallway looks familiar, Every exit's spinning round. Your machines keep predicting Every step I'm gonna take. So I stop and turn around And give the wrong damn wall a break. Now the wires start complaining. Now the lights don't know the way. And your little clockwork kingdom Ain't so clever when I don't play. [Pre-Chorus — Driving Drums] You built a world of perfect answers. Every question neatly filed. But you never made a place For something stupid, stubborn, wild. [Chorus — Full Band] BREAK THE EQUATION! Throw your numbers to the floor! You can calculate a thousand ways We ain't making it through that door! BREAK THE EQUATION! Let your perfect system fall! You can measure every damn thing, But you can't measure us at all! [Bridge — Music Drops to Warm Bass and Clean Guitar] [Male Vocal — Tender, Close] Hey, Akida. Stay with me. You don't have to say a word. Just squeeze my hand If you can hear me. We got two boys waiting. We got a home back in the pines. And I ain't letting some old bastard Tell me when we've run out of time. [Instrumental Build — Clockwork Pulse Returns, Clashing with Live Drums] [Verse 3 — Intensifying, Defiant] There you are, dressed in white, Standing where the hallway ends. Talking like you own tomorrow, Like the universe depends On every little calculation, Every gear and every line. Well, here's a brand-new variable You forgot to put inside. [Break — Sudden Silence] [Male Vocal — Dead Center] Me. [Explosive Guitar and Bass Reentry] [Final Chorus — Maximum Energy] BREAK THE EQUATION! Watch your perfect kingdom fall! You can calculate the ending, But you can't control us all! BREAK THE EQUATION! Let the gears come crashing down! You can keep your goddamn numbers! I'm getting my girl out! [Outro — Instruments Fall Away, Warm Bass Remains] [Male Vocal — Exhausted, Gentle] Come on, Akida. Just a little farther. We're going home. [Final Low Bass Note]