Pretty Girls Make Graves By the Throat

Crowds of people, bodies brushing Mouths are moving, all white noise Glasses clinking, people screaming High hum, low buzz, no room to breathe They story's slow with no conclusion On and on the tape is clicking Step by step, and I am choking On and on the tape is clicking All the people with nothing in their eyes All the soulless with their sharp teeth and their lies All the people with nothing in their eyes And I could run out of this theater screaming Crowds of people, bodies brushing Mouths are moving, all white noise Glasses clinking, people screaming High hum low buzz no room to breathe I feel like this movie will never end I could run out of this theater screaming They story's slow with no conclusion And on and on the tape is clicking And step by step and I am choking And I can't breathe Will this movie ever run out of film? This story is slow with no conclusion And the tape is clicking On and on and step by step And I am choking Yeah I can't breathe And the tape is clicking on and on [x3] And step by step and I am choking Yeah I can't breathe