| Sometimes the conflict's enough to break us | |
| Make us all throw the towel in | |
| But at the end of the day it empowers | |
| And shows the strength within | |
| Low in this labor of love lurks heartache | |
| Despite the best laid plans | |
| It'd end up being a useless mistake | |
| To turn our backs on this band | |
| Stressfest, heading in headlong | |
| I'm right, you're wrong | |
| But still we get along | |
| Rest stop, everybody out | |
| The bouts, the doubts | |
| We just can't live without | |
| In the stressfest | |
| Yeah, I could find better thing to do with | |
| Such short spare time | |
| But there's a ghost and he'd | |
| Hang there haunting | |
| He'd wear me down over time | |
| But in the pit of my very being | |
| To old ways I'd revert | |
| Because the beauty is in the seeing | |
| The big picture's worth | |
| Stressfest, heading in headlong | |
| I'm right, headstrong | |
| But still we get along | |
| Stressfest, heading in headlong | |
| I'm right, you're wrong | |
| But still we get along | |
| Rest stop, everybody out | |
| The bouts, the doubts | |
| We just can't live without |