Are we crazy? Livin' life through the lens Trapped in a white paper fence Like ornaments So comfortable we're livin' in a bubble, bubble So comfortable we cannot see the trouble, trouble I'm so blurred Rose-colored glasses on And a party on Turn it up, it's your favorite song Dance, dance, dance to the distortion Turn it up, keep it on repeat Stumbling around like a wasted zombie Yeah, I think we're free Drink, this one's on me, we're on a trip To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm Are we tone deaf? Keep sweeping it under the mask Thought we can do it better than I hope we can So comfortable we're livin' in a bubble, bubble So comfortable we cannot see the trouble, trouble I'm so blurred Rose-colored glasses on And a party on Turn it up, it's your favorite song Dance, dance, dance to the distortion Turn it up, keep it on repeat Stumbling around like a wasted zombie Yeah, I think we're free Drink, this one's on me, we're on a trip To the rhythm, to the rhythm, to the rhythm It goes, it goes on and on and on and on Cause we're all chained to the rhythm