text: Yes Im breathing
  Filthy hands, hey, hey
  Read to me, hey, hey, hey
  Miss me, hey, hey, hey
  Prefer me sad, hey, hey
  And I wouldnt break
  She wouldnt miss me
  She wouldnt miss me
  And i am afraid
  Its a fire - our house is gone
  And I refrain
  Are you God, Are you good
  Get away, no more
  And now your fingers meet the floor
  And now I can barely be alone
  And now I am one to obey me
  Preach me fire and lead the way
  Be silent bit and I will say
  You see in fire me away
  And now, and now, hey
  Keep it down to one more spacious
  One more howl and i feigned my service
  Someday Ill find my way to something
  Its not hard to relieve my service
  Come inside of her inner circles
  Someday I wont be high, no way, its over
  She seems to read minds
  And Im dead, dumb and blind
  Wait the fame I use
  Shes the same
  Old age 
  Some are killed and some are wounded
  Some were kind and I feigned my service
  Someday I wont find my way, its over
  Its not fair he believes my servants
  One more hours in the week my servants
  Someday I will wound my way to something
  She seems to read minds
  And Im dead, dumb and blind
  Face the face in the mirror
  We survey
  Old age 
  Cause youre just afraid to see, youre all weird
  Come on higher way Im begging, see?
  One more hour and I face my service
  Come on down to relieve my servants
  Someday i will have found my way to nothing
  Second there, feign my service
  One more howl and I wont be serviced
  Someday I will have found my way to something
  She seems to read minds
  And Im dead, dumb and blind
  Wait the fame I use
  Jesus saves
  Old age, old age
  Jesus saves
  Old age, old age