i buried my head in the sand there s no use in us making plans if there s breath in my lungs i m keeping myself to myself still gathering dust on that shelf it was breath in my lungs and there s war to be won and this doesn t matter to me as long as i know i ll still breathe if there s breath in my lungs then there s wars to be won i buried my neck in the sand there s no use in us making plans if there s breath in my lungs been keeping myself to myself still gathering dust on that shelf because i ll still be that boy the boy in the backseat and this doesn t matter to me as long as i know i ll still breathe if there s breath in my lungs are you happy are you back at your home all i control 