[Phone Recording]
Man: Um, Doctor, did you see what happened, sir?
Man: Sir, he didn't. Uh, if you can please, uh
911 Operator: We're on our way. We're on our way. I'm just... I'm just passing these questions onto the paramedics that are on their way there
Man: Thank you sir. He's pumping...he's pumping his chest. But he's not responding to anything

[Verse 1]
Here is what I said
Made up is his blanket
Up above our heads to
Satisfy the masses lost

This is a present
The gift-wrapped, hollow story sent
Made in man son man
The elemental spiritless

[Chorus]
What have we become?
A better fitting graces
Makeshift housing a medical nightmare
What have they done?
A tipping over cowardice
Fleeing from the wrong side
The body with the hive
What have we become?
A better fitting graces
Makeshift housing a medical nightmare
What have they done?
A tipping over cowardice
Fleeing from the wrong side
The body with the hive

Crash!
Nowhere left to run

[Verse 2]
Wake up Neverland
A never-ending worry
Walking hand-by-hand
And overtaken by the sweat
What have we become?
So wrapped up in the blanket's hum

[Chorus]
What have we become?
A better fitting graces
Makeshift housing a medical nightmare
What have they done?
A tipping over cowardice
Fleeing from the wrong side
The body with the hive
What have we become?
A better fitting graces
Makeshift housing a medical nightmare
What have they done?
A tipping over cowardice
Fleeing from the wrong side
The body with the hive

Crash!
Nowhere left to run

Crash!
Nowhere left to run

[Outro]
Note the afterbirths
Needles my forgiveness
But opium's excesses
From sitting on the grasses green
Who then holds the gun?

[various gunshots]

Crash!
Nowhere left to run