Are we coming up for air yet
It's all on you, yet you just couldn't care less
Are we standing on the edge yet
Your platform, there's very little content
Have we won our place to speak yet
I'm craving thought and I'm desperate for wisdom
Am I still wrong in every sense
Obsessed with stats and a spectrums of opinion
Are we coming up for air yet (Aah, aah, aah)
Has the camera lost its stare yet (Aah, aah, aah)
Cause I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
And I'm desperate
The dell'arte mask is being overworked
And I'm pleading
For confirmation you won't crack again
And I'm choking
Struggling to replace the missing oxygen
Has the ink ran out yet
A dirty smear, from a filthy man's filthy mind
Are there cracks in your voice yet
Is your white painted-blue collar too tight
Has the club torn its crest yet
The Bullingdon boys can bully in the bulldog's eyes
Have you loosened the blindfolds yet
When will you stop believing your own lies
A man sits on his throne (Aah, aah, aah)
Behind his desk and the news of the world (Aah, aah, aah)
And The Sun is shining but it's not in the sky (Aah, aah, aah)
And he's invading your pocket through a satellite
And I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
And I'm desperate
The dell'arte mask is being overworked
And I'm pleading
For confirmation you won't crack again
And I'm choking
Struggling to replace the missing oxygen
Are we coming up for air yet (Aah, aah, aah)
Are we coming up for air yet (Aah, aah, aah)
Where's the question when the answer doesn't exist (Aah, aah, aah)
Where's the surface when your scratching the abyss (Aah, aah, aah)
And I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
And I'm desperate
The dell'arte mask is being overworked
And I'm pleading
For confirmation you won't crack again
And I'm choking
Struggling to replace the missing oxygen
And I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
And I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
And I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
And I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
Thin-Skinned - Desperate for Breath Lyrics
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Are we coming up for air yet
It's all on you, yet you just couldn't care less
Are we standing on the edge yet
Your platform, there's very little content
Have we won our place to speak yet
I'm craving thought and I'm desperate for wisdom
Am I still wrong in every sense
Obsessed with stats and a spectrums of opinion
Are we coming up for air yet (Aah, aah, aah)
Has the camera lost its stare yet (Aah, aah, aah)
Cause I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
And I'm desperate
The dell'arte mask is being overworked
And I'm pleading
For confirmation you won't crack again
And I'm choking
Struggling to replace the missing oxygen
Has the ink ran out yet
A dirty smear, from a filthy man's filthy mind
Are there cracks in your voice yet
Is your white painted-blue collar too tight
Has the club torn its crest yet
The Bullingdon boys can bully in the bulldog's eyes
Have you loosened the blindfolds yet
When will you stop believing your own lies
A man sits on his throne (Aah, aah, aah)
Behind his desk and the news of the world (Aah, aah, aah)
And The Sun is shining but it's not in the sky (Aah, aah, aah)
And he's invading your pocket through a satellite
And I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
And I'm desperate
The dell'arte mask is being overworked
And I'm pleading
For confirmation you won't crack again
And I'm choking
Struggling to replace the missing oxygen
Are we coming up for air yet (Aah, aah, aah)
Are we coming up for air yet (Aah, aah, aah)
Where's the question when the answer doesn't exist (Aah, aah, aah)
Where's the surface when your scratching the abyss (Aah, aah, aah)
And I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
And I'm desperate
The dell'arte mask is being overworked
And I'm pleading
For confirmation you won't crack again
And I'm choking
Struggling to replace the missing oxygen
And I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
And I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
And I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
And I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
It's all on you, yet you just couldn't care less
Are we standing on the edge yet
Your platform, there's very little content
Have we won our place to speak yet
I'm craving thought and I'm desperate for wisdom
Am I still wrong in every sense
Obsessed with stats and a spectrums of opinion
Are we coming up for air yet (Aah, aah, aah)
Has the camera lost its stare yet (Aah, aah, aah)
Cause I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
And I'm desperate
The dell'arte mask is being overworked
And I'm pleading
For confirmation you won't crack again
And I'm choking
Struggling to replace the missing oxygen
Has the ink ran out yet
A dirty smear, from a filthy man's filthy mind
Are there cracks in your voice yet
Is your white painted-blue collar too tight
Has the club torn its crest yet
The Bullingdon boys can bully in the bulldog's eyes
Have you loosened the blindfolds yet
When will you stop believing your own lies
A man sits on his throne (Aah, aah, aah)
Behind his desk and the news of the world (Aah, aah, aah)
And The Sun is shining but it's not in the sky (Aah, aah, aah)
And he's invading your pocket through a satellite
And I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
And I'm desperate
The dell'arte mask is being overworked
And I'm pleading
For confirmation you won't crack again
And I'm choking
Struggling to replace the missing oxygen
Are we coming up for air yet (Aah, aah, aah)
Are we coming up for air yet (Aah, aah, aah)
Where's the question when the answer doesn't exist (Aah, aah, aah)
Where's the surface when your scratching the abyss (Aah, aah, aah)
And I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
And I'm desperate
The dell'arte mask is being overworked
And I'm pleading
For confirmation you won't crack again
And I'm choking
Struggling to replace the missing oxygen
And I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
And I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
And I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
And I'm desperate
And I'm loosing all my faith with every word
Writer: James Johnston
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music