Suddenly all on hold
A spanner thrown into the works
Burn up inside your hands are cold
Say it only gets the old
They say laughter's the medicine
For disaster and quarantine
Good things happen to those who wait
Two hearts beating in seven-eight
Scream with me, oh the irony
We might die or we might get free
Inside the chaos, possibilities
Of how beautiful this life could be
Scream with me, oh the irony
We might die or we might get free
Inside the chaos, possibilities
Of how beautiful this life could be
Scream with me, oh the irony
We might die or we might get free
Inside the chaos, possibilities
Of how beautiful this life could be
