Finally I felt the calming breeze

Stepping out to watch the final scene

After all, it's you, my pride, and me

I can't speak, whatever I can speak Now I found the way to meet the means

Fake a face to make the kingdom clean

After all, it's me and the king and the beast

Whatever, whatever I can't speak a thing How can I explain my wounded feet?

We cut them off in second market scenes

You cut me off before I start to sing

But I can cry as long as money's seen You see me

See me, me, me Sound, I'm a dead neck

What a habit, so I'll dig it up and bury it in ground

What a broke head, I think I'm dying

I need another one to incubate The sound, what a broke head

What a habit, I need another and another one

The ground, what a dead head

I think I'm dying, I think I'm dying for another one The sound, what a broke neck

What a lion, I need another and another one

The sound, what a cheap trick

What a habit, what a habit when I needed you The sound, what a dead neck

What a lion, I need another and another one

The sound, what a cheap trick

What a habit, I think I'm dying for The sound, what a dead neck

What a habit, I think I'll dig it up and bury it in ground

What a broke head, I think I'm dying

I think I'm dying