I've a well-appointed home
And health in blood, tooth and bone
All the world is at my feet
But I can't breathe (can't breathe)
I spit and shine and polish well
My shoes, the bell, its loathsome knell
I'm well aligned for gray old age
But I'm a starving autophage
But I can't breathe, but I can't breathe
I file my teeth, their points reprieve
The welcome flesh my youth believed
And in that blood I seethe and seethe
It's fine, I've got it, it's okay
A separate room, enjoy your stay
I skinned our promises alive
Suffocating inside
But I can't breathe, but I can't breathe
I file my teeth, their points reprieve
The welcome flesh my youth believed
And in that blood I seethe and seethe
But I can't breathe
But I can't breathe
I file my teeth
And seethe and seethe