The Cult - Breathing Out

Breathing Out

You have no potential as a human being
Intellectually you are green
There is a black beetle crawling in your brain
Spirituallity, you have none
Breathing out slowly
Breathing out baby
Breathing out slowly
Breathing out baby, baby, yea
There is no potential
Intellectually, you are not god, no
There is broken glass running around in your skull
Spirituality, you have none
Breathing out slowly
Breathing out baby
Breathing out slowly
Breathing out baby, baby, yea
Heaven up high, to loosen your minds
They had their fun, its their turn to run
You know how they lie, its their turn to cry
They had it good, dont you think we should
Breathing out slowly
Breathing out baby
Breathing out slowly
Breathing out baby, baby, yea