Pneumonia Lyrics

get over the sorrow, girl

the world is always going to be made of this



you can trust in it

unless you breathe in

bravely...



aaah...



[brass section]





i adore how you (oh) simpl (oh) surrender (oh) to high



and your lungs

they're mourning

teepee style

all the stillborn love

that could've happened

all the moments

you should've embraced

all the moments

you should've not locked up



understand,

so clearly,

to shut yourself up

would be the hugest crime of them all,

hugest crime of them all.



you're just crying after all

to not

want them,

humans, around anymore...