Songtext von Lungs

Breathing the blade The blackened air Extending striae mark your burgeoning You wear your antipathy like a king wears his crown Silver lungs sat on your shoulders You're growing older Your life gets smaller You're spilling over Watch it rot Sucking in air like you don't give a shit about the welt in the sky and the death that you disavow All the high hopes that tried to manifest somehow Are lost in your lungs Lost in your lungs You're clothed in your euphoric veil I'm trying to make life in some other way Watch as these hands wrap tight around your neck What is it you bleed for? Repetition of an episodic play Clapping hands and smiling like there's no hell to pay All the actors are dead, director's been lapidated Go ahead and bow I'm losing my sympathy Day by day Fusing faces