Hey

Poor little queen on a throne that's made of trauma

Screams at the mirror, blames the karma

Walks in the scene with a hand on her katana

And fades away in the dark

Bent spine

Burns like lava

Gold bled

Hail the mantra

Breathe in, breathe out

Breathe in, breathe out

Why'd you have to come right here and drag me to the ground?

Breathe in, breathe out

Breathe in, breathe out

Won't you just drop the guillotine?

It's getting hard to breathe underwater

Dead weight

Dressed in designer

Spit

Thin grace

Sick to your blood and soul

Breathe in, breathe out

Breathe in, breathe out

Why'd you have to come right here and drag me to the ground?

Breathe in, breathe out

Breathe in, breathe out

Won't you just drop the guillotine?

It's getting hard to breathe underwater (hey, hey)

To breathe underwater (hey, hey)

Lost in a room full of faces that don't know her

Choke on the silence, drown in sorrow

Hidden in silk, but the cracks begin to show now

And break apart in the dark

Come right here and drag me to the ground

It's getting hard to breathe underwater

To breathe underwater

Why'd you have to come right here and drag me to the ground?

Breathe in, breathe out

Breathe in, breathe out

Won't you just drop the guillotine?

It's getting hard to breathe underwater (hey, hey)

To breathe underwater (hey, hey)