And if you're still breathing,
you're the lucky ones,
'Cause most of us are heaving
through corrupted lungs .
setting fire to our insides for fun,
collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
And if you're still bleeding,
you're the lucky ones
'cause most of our feelings they are
dead and they are gone.
we're setting fire to our insides for fun,
collecting pictures from the flood that wrecked our
home.
And if you're in love
then you are the lucky one
'cause most of us
are bitter over someone.
Setting fire to our insides for fun,
to distract our hearts from ever missing them.
but i'm forever missing him.
