Matthew Dear as Audion Follow

Filtered water and pictures of you
I'm not coming out until this is all over

And I'm looking through the glass
Where the light bends at the cracks
And I'm screaming at the top of my lungs
Pretending the echoes belong to someone
Someone I used to know

And we become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
And we'll become

I wanted to walk through the empty streets
And feel something constant under my feet
But all the news reports recommended that I stay indoors

Because the air outside will make
Our cells divide at an alarming rate
Until our shells simply cannot hold
All our insides in and that's when we'll explode

It won't be a pretty sight
We'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
We'll become silhouettes when our bodies finally go
And we'll become

Come
Come
Come
...

Filtered water and pictures of you
I'm not coming out until this is all over