Kota gelap, malam yang penuh luka
Suara gitar berteriak tanpa jeda
Keringat bercampur dengan mimpi
Grunge hidup di setiap nadiku ini
Tak peduli dunia berkata apa
Aku berdiri, takkan menyerah
Kebisingan ini adalah nyawa
Grunge takkan pernah binasa
Harga mati, takkan terganti
Suara hati yang takkan mati
Berontak, berteriak, melawan sunyi
Load up on guns, bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over-bored and self-assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello
Come as you are, as you were
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend
As an old enememoria
Memoria
Memoria
Memoria