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