Little Red Lung - 50 Fingers

If you were a diamond
I would dig you up
And use you to cut
These belt straps from my feet
They've been tightening for weeks
I can move my little toe and if I concentrate
In a day or two I could move more
In a day or two I could be air-bound

You play the game like no one's watching
Please wake up, please wake up
There's three inside the next apartment
Please get up, please get up

Your lungs are getting lazy dear
I'll squeeze the water out
But I can't hold your pelvis up from the ground
You're on your own now

You play the game like no one's watching
Please wake up, please wake up
There's three inside the next apartment
Please get up, please get up
For every inch there's fifty fingers pointing back
Your gold balloons nor sincere face will take you back
Take you back