[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