Pneumonia Songtext / Lyric

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



I adore how you simply surrender to high






And your lungs are mourning

T-b style

All the stillborn love that could have happened

All the moments you should have embraced

All the moments you should have not locked up



And 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



Get over the sorrow, girl