I've got a cupboard
with cans of food
Filtered water and
pictures of you
And I'm not coming out
until this is all over
And I'm looking
through the glass
Where the light bends
at the cracks
And I'm screaming
at the top of my lungs
Pretending the echoes
belong to someone
Someone I used to know
And we become
Silhouettes when our
bodies finally go
I wanted to walk through
the empty streets
And feel something
constant under my feet
But all the news reports
recommended that
I stay indoors
Because the air
outside will make
Our cells divide
at an alarming rate
Until our shells
simply cannot hold
All our inside's
in and that's
when we'll explode
And it won't
be a pretty sight
And we'll become
Silhouettes when our
bodies finally go
And we'll become
and we'll become
and we'll become
Silhouettes when our
bodies finally go
And we'll become
and we'll become
and we'll become
Silhouettes when our
bodies finally go
And we'll become
and we'll become
and we'll become
Silhouettes when our
bodies finally go
And we'll become
and we'll become
And we'll become
and we'll become
And we'll become
and we'll become