Finally I felt the calming breeze Stepping out to watch the final scene After all, it's you, my pride and me I can't speak whatever I can speak You see Now I found the way to meet the means Fake a face to make the kingdom clean After all, it's me and the king and the beast Whatever, whatever, I can't speak A thing How can I explain my wounded feet? We cut them off in second market scenes You cut me off before I start to sing But I can cry as long as money's seen You see me See me, me, me Sound, I'm a dead neck What a habit So I'll dig it up and bury it In ground, what a broke head I think I'm dying I need another one to incubate The sound, what a broke head What a habit I need another and another one The ground, what a dead head I think I'm dying I think I'm dying for another one The sound, what a broke neck What a lion I need another and another one The sound, what a cheap trick What a habit What a habit when I needed you The sound, what a dead neck What a lion I need another and another one The sound, what a cheap trick What a habit I think I'm dying for The sound, what a dead neck What a habit I think I'll dig it up and bury it In ground, what a broke head I think I'm dying I think I'm dying