Biffy Clyro

I'll be sitting on the left side, you'll be sitting on the right
Dying to share our problems, make everything alright
Then I see a darkness, you see the blinding light
Will Oldham's in the corner moaning "Can't you write your own lines"
If we don't know where we belong
It'll make no difference from where we started
Look out kid because here it comes
You're not the lucky ones