Intro:  A D A D 
A                                                           D        A 
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 
Ba ba ba... 
 
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 insides 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 
Ba ba ba... 
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go 
Ba ba ba... 
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go 
Ba ba ba... 
And we'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go 
Ba ba ba... 
 
And we'll become 
And we'll become