Boy In The Backseat

I buried my head in the sand There's no use in us making plans If there's breath in my lungs I'm keeping myself to myself Still gathering dust on that shelf It was breath my lungs And there's war to be won .. And this doesn't matter to me As long as I know I'll still breath If there's breath in my lungs Then there's wars to be won I'm buried my neck in the sand There's no use in us making plans If there's breath in my lungs Been keeping myself to myself Still gathering dust on that shelf Because I'll still be that boy The boy in the backseat .. And this doesn't matter to me As long as I know I'll still breath If there's breath in my lungs Are you happy? Are you back at your home? ... .. all I control