This world will end today
But the dead, and I don't care
You made me, you made me small
I'm alive with my enemies
Thank God for the air in my lungs
The sun may climb the hill
But it cannot break the doom
Despite the common will (the common will)
You're spite ensures I'm doomed (I'm doomed)
Drunk on the perfume of me
I'm alive with my enemies
Thank God for the air in my lungs
Thank God for the air in my lungs
He makes the last note of music dispel
Covers the children in red bloody blosoms
But I'll never drink from that wine
I'm alive with my enemies
Thank God for the air in my lungs
I'm alive in my cancelled dreams
Thank God for the air in my lungs
Thank God for the air in my lungs
Thank God for the air in my lungs