Thriving To The Scene - 311

Everything seems turning
And the jam starts to break circles
And red and not pink

I know it's not my place
But something to face
My economy seems to be
It's worse than actually

Thriving to the scene
Thriving to the scene
Thriving to the scene

Then I'm acting pissed
I couldn't share my fist
The very word is coming
But it's a boy that I have missed, hit it