Outside,
The lions roam, feeding on remains
We'll never leave,
Look at us now
So in love with the way we are.

Heeeere! The world that the children made...
The world that the children made, heeere!
The world that the children made, heeere!
The world that the children made.
Every night the world goes to sleep, digital fantasy!
Is it real? Or is it a dream?
Can you believe the machine...
Outside, the beating sun, can you hear the screams?
We'll never leave, look at us now.

So in love with the way we are.