At the world at our feet At the words in our souls We could change the world But we're comfortable Living in a ... hole
At the world at our feet At the words in our souls We could change the world But we're comfortable Living in a ... hole
We all try to change it so easily By stomping on the necks That need to breathe We stick our fingers in their eyes When they need to see Yeah! We stomp on their necks When they need to breathe
We poison The water We drink But it tastes so good
We poison The water We drink But it tastes so good
The architects looks upon his craft Falling through his hands and says I'm sorry It has to be this way
This is who we are Not who we need to be Throw away what you know This world is a stage So let's give them one ... of a show
Meanwhile the cities fall The forests burn The hate consumes us all There is nothing left
Living in a ... hole But we're comfortable Living in a ... hole Sing it to me
We poison The water We drink But it tastes so good
We poison The water We drink But it tastes so good
But it tastes so good But it tastes so good
I'm sorry It has to be this way This is who we are Not who we need to be Throw away what you know This world is a stage So let's give them one ... of a show
With the diamond in the palm of your hands Throw away what you know Look past your own nose This world is a stage Let's put on one ... of a show Show ... of a show ... of a show ... of a show
There is still hope
But we're comfortable (There is still hope) ... of a show Living in a ... hole ... of a show Show ... of a show ... of a show Let's give them one ... of a show