I would have thought to find you somewhere less sinister
I know you know the truth but still act the court jester, still
That is who we are, from the dust of stars…
We fight over ridiculous things
While our sun expands to one day k** us all
A perfect end for the waste of space that we are
How many witches burned,
How many drowned that wouldn't float?
How many women k**ed
Because we feared they would rock the boat? Still…
That is who we are, from the dust of stars…
We fight over ridiculous things
While our sun expands to one day k** us all
A perfect end for the waste of space that we are
Who we are (who we are)
Who we are
That is who we are, from the dust of stars…
We fight over ridiculous things
While our sun expands to one day k** us all
A perfect end for the waste of space that we are
That is who we are, from the dust of stars…
We fight over ridiculous things
While our sun expands to one day k** us all
A perfect end for the waste of space that we are