I wanna breathe like I used to when I was a child
But now there's blood in the sink and I don't ever sleep
Sweet ignorance
Back when I didn't know my body is drowning me
I'm cynical now
I feel sticky, art come save me
Low now
Sick so thick, please, art come breathe for me
Dear ocean in my chest, crash up against my head
I'm so sick now
All I can taste is salt
My future is under a microscope
I'm so sick now
Mary Jane save me, Jim Beam knock me out
Well, I'm a little oiled and I'm feeling fine
In fact, I'm kinda feeling like fucking you up tonight
Somebody pass me a cigarette, and let me choke on it
Intimacy issues and CF aside, I'm terrified of a future without art
'Cause I'm cynical now
I feel sticky, art come save me
Low now
Sick so thick, please, art come breathe for me
Dear ocean in my chest, crash up against my head
I'm so sick now
All I can taste is salt
My future is under a microscope
I'm so sick now
Mary Jane save me, Jim Beam knock me out
Death doesn't know me, but I see him around
Oh, death doesn't know me, but we live in the same town
Death doesn't know me, but I feel him near
Death doesn't know me, but I know him
I wanna breathe like I used to when I felt alive