I've got a cupboard with cans of food   Filtered water and pictures of you   And 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      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 inside's in and that's when we'll explode   And it won't be a pretty sight      And we'll become   Silhouettes when our bodies finally go   And we'll become   Silhouettes when our bodies finally go      And we'll become   Silhouettes when our bodies finally go   And we'll become   Silhouettes when our bodies finally go      We'll become   We'll become   We'll become   I will become, I will become