We tell ourselves it’s just the way it goes

Believe that one’s unimportant

No wonder how our lives have shortened

Some of us can only see a hue

Well its called blindness but we call it the perfect view

Drinking bubbles in the sun

Watching the world through shattered glass

Claiming we’re the children of the sun

Living in a bubble in cloud cuckoo land

So who are we to call us the masters

Rather call us the living disasters of eternity

But honey we’re harmless

As long as our egos are scarless

Don't want help but need it

We can do it ourselves we’re so conceited

We ignore what’s right in front of us

Like we’re the superpower and you’re the annoying buzz

Drinking bubbles in the sun

Watching the world through shattered glass

Claiming we’re the children of the sun

Living in a bubble in cloud cuckoo land