Gone again.

All of the lights
Blackout
Who will survive in America
The messenger 
Like me
Lost in the world
Ill be Waiting 
Waiting for the end
When they come for me
I just wanna Run 
Runaway 
In the next room 
Stop and Stare
Hearing voices 
Who Dat
You know what it is 
Maybe Wretches and Kings 
Right above it
Cold wind Blows
The Downfall of us all 
Bright Lights 
Where the Story ends.