The minus 5

Tunnel of lungs

The minus 5
I'm sleeping with a can in my hand
The holes are sharp and silver-scarred
I ran out on the great debate and fell into this tin cigar

It's not all right
It's never okay
I'm breathless when you say

The tunnel of lungs is long and dark
The tunnel of lungs leads to my heart
The tunnel of lungs, the tunnel of lungs
You must come through the tunnel of lungs

French girls walk
Arms entwined like rising smoke or ancient alphabets
You said we'd all use air the same
It hasn't happened yet

It's not all right
It's never okay
I'm breathless when you say it your way

The water's sickly
Yellow-green
And I am jaundiced, too
You love me 'cos I'm so afraid of breathing wrong this close to you

Encontrou algum erro na letra? Por favor envie uma correção clicando aqui!