Air Pollution

I once adored a chemical reactionHer eyes were made from pieces of the moonBut now I fight the angels for her haloShe feels that she has nothing left to proveWe once had dreams of being something usefulA sword someone would keep at their sideA friction that would spark a revolutionA radio in tune with the skyWell, we triedNow everyone can share what's leftWe can share our breathWe can share the air pollutionWe can all control the sunThat's what we'll becomeYou'll become a resolutionOh, I adore a chemical reactionHer features look just like my disguiseWe see the world through identical lensesSo I never ask what's going through her mindIt's mineNow everyone can share what's leftWe can share our breathWe can share the air pollutionWe can all control the sunThat's what we'll becomeYou'll become a resolution[x2]