My heart's riddled with stitches, stitches.
I'm that asphyxiated kind of blue.
And I've become arthritis from touching you.
I've become arthritis.
Oh, anesthetic don't come cheap.
We all float. We all float down here.
We all float. We all float down.
You're white and tasteless, wide-eyed and shameless.
Do you get it yet?
My conscience ain't clear. How the hell did I end up here?
Do you get it, get it, get it yet?
Get it, get it, get it yet?
Reaping machine's taken hold of me,
And lead me underneath so it can be,
Always a part of me.
We'll be fucking inseparable. x2
I can't breathe (What have you done?)
I can't breathe (What have you done to me?)
We all float. We all float down.
You're white and tasteless, wide-eyed and shameless.
Do you get it yet?
My conscience ain't clear. How the hell did I end up here?
Do you get it, get it, get it yet?
Get it, get it, get it yet?
We all float down here.
And you'll float here to.
