Roof
Second Floor
Lobby
Back Door
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Barely Breathing
by: Duncan Sheik
Inkblot Jacobsen
I know what you're doing, I see it all too clear
I only taste the saline when I kiss away your tears
You really had me going, wishing on a star
The black holes that surround you are heavier by far
I believed in your confusion, you're so completely torn
It must have been that yesterday was the day that I was born
Not much to examine, not enough to hide
You really can't be serious to have to ask me why
I say goodbye
Cause I am barely breathing, I can't find the air
Don't know who I'm kidding, imagining you care
And I could stand here waiting, a fool for another day
I Don't suppose it's worth the price, its worth the price,
the price that I would pay
And everyone keeps asking what's it all about
I used to be so certain, now I can't figure out
What is this attraction, it's only filled by pain
And nothing left to reason, and only you to blame
Will it ever change?
But I'm thinking it over anyway
I'm thinking it over anyway
Come to find, I may never know
A changing mind is a friend or foe
I'll rise above, I'll sink below
But everytime you come and go
Please don't come and go
The Washroom
Second Floor
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