I am filthy rich, just like everyone aroundCalm downWhen we hear ourselves cry,We’re turning up the sound, aha!I am special like the sunshine and the rainI’m hot, I’m coldI am anyone out of everyoneDive! Yeah!I’m empty, yet so filled upIt seems our flow is stuckInside of amber a million yearsI hate to be stuck here with youHer face looks like a promiseI’m wading in her hair … so deepSomething in her eyes makes me remind of that despairSo low, yeahI’m empty, yet so filled upI’m done – too young to dieIt seems our flow is stuckInside of amber a million yearsI hate to be stuck here with you andYing YangBang BangDaily breaking inside