Oxygen

Short sleeves and warm skinlosing coins calling next of kindropping words about the city we're inponds compressed by heavy airus without care just sprawling theregod's in our worldAirports and undergroundswaiting to find the unfoundrising to pure insanityhere when you want me true lovehas no simplicitygod's in our world[Chorus: 2x]You and Iwe're going so highthe air is getting thinbut our land does not breathe inwe don't need oxygenit's dreams that binds us and locks us inthe rest are impaled by sense