Set your traps, burn your stakes, throw your stones, we wanna feel safe.
And the mice will gnaw right through.
Board the windows, cawlk the cracks, seal the doors, cause there's a draft.
The horrid air's out to get me.
Shine your spotlights, hit the brightlights, lay off the brakes, we need to breathe.
Such short spurts, short short spurts.
Inhale, exhale. (repeat)
Needles, tubes, blips, white, starched, ticks, all itching to get in.
Quick for God's sake, and cut out the lights.
They'll know I'm here.
They'll know and gnaw right through.

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    General CommentThis song lends to a sense of desperate insanity that makes C o C 's music so compelling.
    TwoHeadedBoyon October 05, 2002   Link
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    General Commentawesome song
    cry0nicson December 19, 2005   Link
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    General CommentThis one is special.
    Colin B.on May 14, 2006   Link
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    General CommentWhen they start chanting "Inhale, exhale," the song becomes a work of art.
    ComradeJeffon June 01, 2006   Link
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    General Commentinhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale

    inhale, inhale, exhale, exhale, inhale, inhale, exhale, exhale

    inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale
    acityofwebson October 20, 2006   Link
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    General Comment"the horrid air's out to get me"

    the way he slowly screams this one makes my skin ache.
    I love them.
    screamo.nerdon April 23, 2008   Link

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