By The Throat Lyrics - Singles - Pretty Girls Make Graves

Crowds of people, bodies brushing 

Mouths are moving, all white noise 

Glasses clinking, people screaming 

High hum, low buzz, no room to breathe 

They story's slow with no conclusion 

On and on the tape is clicking 

Step by step and I am choking 

On and on the tape is clicking 

All the people with nothing in their eyes 

All the soulless with their sharp teeth and their lies 

All the people with nothing in their eyes 

And I could run out of this theater screaming 

Crowds of people, bodies brushing 

Mouths are moving, all white noise 

Glasses clinking, people screaming 

High hum, low buzz, no room to breathe 

I feel like this movie will never end 

I could run out of this theater screaming 

They story's slow with no conclusion 

And on and on the tape is clicking 

And step by step and I am choking 

And I can't breathe 

Will this movie ever run out of film? 

This story is slow with no conclusion 

And the tape is clicking 

On and on and step by step 

And I am choking 

Yeah, I can't breathe 

And the tape is clicking on and on 

And the tape is clicking on and on 

And the tape is clicking on and on 

And step by step and I am choking 

Yeah, I can't breathe