Erin McKeown
put the fun back in the funeral
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oh we walk in our shoes
put the fun back in the funeral
days on top of days
I hear the dirt fall on the coffin roof
I can't breathe
I can't breathe
in this box I, I can't breathe
night oh after night
fall asleep by cigarette light
oh the boys run from the boys
and it's the only clean air
I enjoy
I can't breathe
I can't breathe
on this bus I, I can't breathe
oh my face transfixed in dreams
I am trying to scream
oh now don't, don't you pray for me
please remove my feeding tube
I can't breathe
I can't breathe
on this bed I, I can't breathe
I can't breathe
I can't breathe
on this bed I, I can't breathe
- Album:
- Manifestra
- Small Deviant Things, Vol. 1
- Hundreds of Lions
- Sing You Sinners
- We Will Become Like Birds
- Grand
- Distillation
- Miscellaneous
- The Queer Gospel
- According to Us
- Civics
- Paste mPlayer #77
- The Jailer
- Paste Magazine Sampler #05: Q3 2003
- Queen of Quiet
- New Noise, Volume 6
- Monday Morning Cold
- Nip/Tuck
- Voices at Borders
- We Will Become Like Birds (bonus disc)