I'm breaking up for the gravity's won…before it snaps where the warm blood runs.
‘Cause it will flood our bodies soon, and flood this hotel room.
Oh blue collar ruins the rags I wear …
I closed the vents come and claim the air.
And I hope the ceiling gives in…
Since you got a hold of it and skinned it for the look of me
I've got everything coming back …a boomerang of lead.
Baby I've got it bad, “but I can't empty the bed” she said...
The creature that roams the street at night will bite me straight in half.
These sinking shoes will sink me soon…
so hold me up until my feet sink though.
And who dares such a giant leap
where a giant's sleeping?
I hear him breathing…
I hear it up above.
Sick in the attic with my digital love.
And I hope the ceiling's rising…
Since you got a hold of it
and skinned it
for the sound of me…
The creature that's eating
this street at night
is clawing at my back
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