There is no air in our lungs
And I am not breathing
We don’t know how to live
What if it’s freedom?
I’m running, but where am I?
I’m still can’t breathing
We don’t know how to live
What if it’s freedom?

Now look at me
It’s growing like a tree
And we’ll never be so free
(Like)
Suicides
Suicides
You’re sad inside
Sad inside

We are breathing in
Sweet smells of death
Carrying all strange sins
On our backs
We are wild and out of mind
Sensitive child
We are all heathens here
In and out

Now look at me
It’s growing like a tre
And we’ll never be so free
(Like)
Suicides
Suicides
You’re sad inside
Sad inside