I buried my head in the sun
There's use in us making plansif there's breath in my lungs
I'm keeping myself to myself
Still gathering dust on that shelf
It was breath my lungs
And ..And .as long as 
I know I'll still breathif there's breath in my lungs
Then there's wars to be won
I'm buried my neck in the sand
There's no use in us making plansif there's breath in my lungs
Keeping myself to myselfstill gathering dust on that shelfbecause 
I'll still be that boythe boy in the backseat.
And .as long as 
I know I'll still breathif there's breath in my lungs
Now you're out thereare you .. all 
I control