Are we crazy?. Living our lives through a lens. Trapped in our white picket fence. Like ornaments. So comfortable we're living in a bubble a bubble. So comfortable we cannot see the trouble the trouble. Aren't you lonely. Up there in utopia?. Where nothing will ever be enough. Happily numb. So comfortable we're living in a bubble a bubble. So comfortable we cannot see the trouble the trouble. So put. Your rose colored glasses on and party on. Turn it up it's your favorite song. Dance dance dance to the distortion. Turn it up keep it on repeat. Stumbling around like a wasted zombie. Yeah we think we're free. Drink this one is on me. We're all chained to the rhythm. To the rhythm to the rhythm. Turn it up it's your favorite song. Dance dance dance to the distortion. Turn it up keep it on repeat. Stumbling around like a wasted zombie. Yeah we think we're free. Drink this one is on me. We're all chained to the rhythm. To the rhythm to the rhythm. Are we tone deaf?. Keep sweeping it under the mat. Thought we can do better than that. I hope we can. So comfortable we're living in a bubble a bubble. So comfortable we cannot see the trouble the trouble. So put. Your rose colored glasses on and party on. Turn it up it's your favorite song. Dance dance dance to the distortion. Turn it up keep it on repeat. Stumbling around like a wasted zombie. Yeah we think we're free. Drink this one is on me. We're all chained to the rhythm. To the rhythm to the rhythm. Turn it up it's your favorite song. Dance dance dance to the distortion. Turn it up keep it on repeat. Stumbling around like a wasted zombie. Yeah we think we're free. Drink this one is on me. We're all chained to the rhythm. To the rhythm to the rhythm