we walk in our shoesnnput the fun back in the funeralnndays on top of daysnni hear the dirt fall on the coffin roofnnnnnni can't breathenni can't breathennin this box i can't breathennnnnnnight after nightnnfall asleep by cigarette lightnnthe boys run from the boysnnand it's the only clean airnni enjoynnnnnni can't breathenni can't breathennon this bus i can't breathennnnnnmy face transfixed in dreamsnni am trying to screamnnnow don't, don't you pray for mennplease remove my feeding tubennnnnni can't breathenni can't breathennon this bed i can't breathe