I see the consequence You know I'm watching you It's just a throwaway sin I'm proud enough of you How can I walk the street? How can I raise my head? We kill a million deep Just in a single breath And it's a crowded house We can't get enough and Never run out in a crowded room We bite the hand, so much to lose What are we building here? Among the dead cement Out in the plastic sea We drown the innocent I seen the motor smoke I seen the house of pulp We wear the velvet glove But we keep on burning up And it's a crowded house We can't get enough and Never run out in a crowded room We bite the hand, so much to lose And it's a crowded house We can't get enough and Never run out in a crowded room We bite the hand, so much to lose