Ann the Word

This is the last song I sung -
I was stalked by echoes
I wore amphibian skin
My eyelashes fell out
I slept with informants
I had no true country
A small part of me died
I vomited up a blinking eye
The bills were piling up
Lingo, slang, and doublespeak
I lost my keys
The world vanished
In a gentle breeze