RIBS

I can feel my ribs crack
Every time I breathe
And if I pluck my bones out
Will there be relief?

Luckily, I've swam from a very young age
To keep my head afloat and to keep myself sane
Luckily, oh, luckily, oh, luckily
Luckily, oh, luckily, oh, luckily

I don't wanna talk to you
I'm hungry and I'm overused
I don't even like the view
'Cause I'm halfway up from you

I don't wanna talk to you
I'm hungry and I'm overused
I don't even like the view
'Cause I'm halfway up from you
'Cause I'm halfway up from you