One last cigarette One last fading dream One set of tracks into the sea Footsteps off the balcony Preacher I believe In your shock therapy I once was blind but now I see Everything so clearly And I'm breathing through my soul And I'm breathing through it all And I'm breathing through my soul ♪ The firing squad will let you rest you head Pucker up honey, any last requests? I'll be breathing through my soul Fuck it up, romance ain't dead Pucker up honey any last requests? I'll be breathing through my soul One last cigarette One last fading dream One set of tracks into the sea Footsteps off the balcony And preacher I believe In your shock therapy I once was blind but now I see Everything so very clearly And I'm breathing through my soul And I'm breathing through it all And I'm breathing through my soul The firing squad will let you rest you head Pucker up honey, any last requests? I'll be breathing through my soul Fuck it up, romance ain't dead Pucker up honey any last requests? I'll be breathing through my soul Breathing through Breathing through my soul Breathing through my soul Breathing through my soul