Nothing’s in the air I’m breathing
 Got me underneath the floor
 On the ground there’s something whispering
 Nothing’s locking all the doors
 Well I ain’t gonna stand in line
 Beg for bread and mop the floor
 I ain’t gonna bite my tongue
 Beg for broken legs no more

Something’s growing like suspicions
 Nothing’s shouting everywhere
 Something hears and now it listens
 Nothing’s now becoming scared
 Well I ain’t gonna stand in line
 Beg for bread and mop the floor
 I ain’t gonna bite my tongue
 Beg for broken legs no more

Nothing’s sorry when it’s sitting
 All the children ṗosing tears
 … delay and not attention
 Something grows, but nothing kills
 Well I ain’t gonna stand in line
 Beg for bread and mop the floor
 I ain’t gonna bite my tongue
 Beg for broken legs no more
 I ain’t gonna stand in line
 Beg for bread and mop the floor
 I ain’t gonna bite my tongue
 Beg for broken legs no more

Well I ain’t gonna stand in line
 Beg for bread above the floor
 Well I ain’t gonna stand in line
 Beg for bread and mop the floor
 I ain’t gonna bite my tongue
 Beg for broken legs no more

Nothing’s in the air I’m breathing
 Got me underneath the floor
 On the ground the something whispering
 Nothing is now locking doors
 Well I ain’t gonna stand in line
 Beg for bread and mop the floor
 I ain’t gonna bite my tongue
 Beg for broken legs no more
 I ain’t gonna stand in line
 Beg for bread and mop the floor
 I ain’t gonna bite my tongue
 Beg for broken legs no more<br />
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			         Thanks to s