

Identical lawns on a dead-end street
Carbon-copy lives on repeat
Clocking in to buy the dream
But nothing's ever what it seems
Break the mold, tear it down
(tear it down!) We are the ghosts of this quiet
town
Subdivision walls are closing in
Counting down before the sirens spin
Selling futures on a payment plan
Run away as fast as you can
Break the mold, tear it down
(tear it down!) We
are the ghosts of this quiet
town
No more silence, no
more lies! (hey! hey!
hey!)
We're breaking out!