Smokestacks & Graveyards Testo

I want to live where the air makes me sick
And the people make me sicker
I want to live where the water is thick
And the people are even thicker
I want to live by the smokestacks and the graveyards
With my third degree burn marks
With my skin peeled and blistered
How can there be holes in the sky?
Will they take us to the other side?
Can you smell the new pollution?
The old classics never die
That's the scent of a brand new cancer
That's filling you up inside
There isn't much air to spare
So I'll just say this once
If you ain't breathing out love
Why even bother breathing?