The Opposite of Breathing Lyrics

It's just a February sense
It's like the opposite of breathing
I can hear your little voice inside my head
Saying, "Now it's time for change, time to move ahead"
But I've frozen my a**ets
I've got nothing to give right now
You can save all your money
And then you can buy a house

As for me I'm still waiting

For that perfect piece of mica under a tree
For Thomas Edison with seven heads to come from the sea
And when the tinfoil spits, put your spirit on me
I want your blessing
Whoever you are who has the power
To give me a name, for whatever I am

And you say I only use my head
And the way I disagree, it just proves it
And I've tried to take a different path
But everywhere I turn, it just brings me back

'Cause I've frozen my a**ets
I've got nothing to give right now
You can save all your money
And then you can buy a house
As for me I'm still waiting

For that perfect piece of mica under a tree
For Thomas Edison with seven heads to come from the sea
And when the tinfoil spits, put your spirit on me
I want your blessing

Whoever you are who has the power
To give me a name, for whatever I am