Paper Dreams

I can't take a breath

I can't make a move

I can't think a thought

I can't sing a song with a minimal groove

I can't get away

From the singular fact

Well I can't take a breath without seeing Mr. Death

I can't take a bath

Mr. death is washing my back

And I can't do the disco

Mr. Death will dance on my foot

I can't sing the rest

Well I can't take a breath without seeing Mr. Death

But I can't see Mr. Death

if I don't take that breath

I can't find my car keys

Better ask Mr. Death

And I get so lonely

We play a game of chess

Well I can't take a breath

Well I can't take a breath

Well I can't take a breath

Well I can't take a breath

Without seeing Mr. Death