If you don't pay, you'll be made to die
He will find you, spit some tar in your eyes
I don't know what you were thinking
I don't know what I am breathing, oh no
If we don't pay, we'll be made to die
He will find us, spit some tar in our eyes
The sun's been waiting for the ocean's demise
All our wants will be forced by the wayside
I don't know what...
I don't know what...
I don't know what we were thinking
I don't know what we are breathing, oh no
Oh, what the hell were we all thinking?
Now we'll hurt when we are breathing, oh no
What the hell were we all thinking?
Now we'll hurt when we are breathing, oh no.