I would have thought to find you somewhere less sinister I already know you know the truth but still act the court jester, still That is who we are, from the dust of stars We fight over ridiculous things While our sun expands to one day kill us all A perfect end for the waste of space that we are How many witches burned How many drowned that wouldn't float? How many women killed Because we feared they would rock the boat? Still That is who we are, from the dust of stars We fight over ridiculous things While our sun expands to one day kill us all A perfect end for the waste of space that we are ♪ Who we are Who we are Who we are ♪ That is who we are, from the dust of stars We fight over ridiculous things While our sun expands to one day kill us all A perfect end for the waste of space that we are That is who we are, from the dust of stars We fight over ridiculous things While our sun expands to one day kill us all A perfect end for the waste of space that we are