I’m Breathing, Are You Breathing Too

Lyrics

There is no odyssey There's no Penelope Just maids and suitors Take this gun from me Let all the angels see This intoxicated barely breathing Debauchery And they all come marching in With the mass artillery And they won't consider thee You're nothing but a Cocktail hour with an open bar And the dance floor is Begging for your feet And the maids all ruminate Your intentions dissipate 12 rounds for 12 shots at the bar... You just had to take [**Poem at the end that is in Russian:] Celebrate the skeleton Pull out your hair Pull out your hair Puke up all your sentiments Please don't stare Please don't stare The owl lost his voice within He's full of shit He's full of shit We'll clip his wings and try again The vultures spit The vultures spit This is the year of the skeleton This is the year of the skeleton Set the bar below your head And tax your dreams And tax your dreams Wrap the bar around your neck Hang from your seams Hang from your seams Feed the leech and nurse her grief Now starve your friends Now starve your friends Eat the owl, salute the thief We'll love again We'll love again This is the year of the skeleton This is the year of the skeleton