Well I paced for some duration 
And the sum of the steps left us scarred 
With a trap door heart and an X-Ray head, we depart 
Now there's no such thing as sleeping 
And there's no such thing as the past 
The dares from the crowd 
Were spoken out loud 
And that's that 
What is this world? 
What is this world? 
Now let's walk through the next few moments 
With the caution and care of a fawn 
Like paper mache if you're poetic that way 
But you're not 
What is this world? 
What is this world? 
People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To 
Life 
People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To 
Life 
People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To 
Life 
People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To 
Life 
People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To 
Life 
People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To 
Life 
People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To 
Life 
People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To 
Life 
People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To 
Life 
People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To 
Life 
What is this world?