She does cocaine on the glass buffet
With 30 million in bracelets
And thousand dollar Gaultiers

So where do you put your hands
When you're fighting with a spiderweb
And no one will understand
How you are feeling
Sick from the moon
We've all been breathing
Smoke from a funeral

Saw a movie with a tortured man
In front of 30 million people
No one would lend a hand
So where do you find the time
To get away with all your crimes
I often wonder why
Why we are breathing
Smoke from a funeral
We are just breathing
Smoke from a funeral

Gonna take all I can
Gonna take a little more
Gonna take a little time

Putting clothes on a plastic tray
To give away a bracelet
And thousand dollar Gaultiers

So where do you put your hands
When you're fighting with a spiderweb
And no one will understand
Why we are breathing
Smoke from a funeral
How we are feeling
Sick from the moon
We've all been breathing
Smoke from a funeral


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