He says it’s cool and he doesn’t mind
I’ll wait for the fall-through
He keeps in check with the throes of the times
But won’t want to see it through
And it drips when it swells
Out, out in a crowded room
I only wanted it so bad
I can’t breathe
Would you give me something
On the off beat?
Always killin’ it
I can’t breathe
Would you give me something
To get on my feet?
Always killin’ it
I said it’s cool and I do not mind
You’ll wait for my come–to
I give away to the throes in your times
But won’t want to speak to you
And I drip when I swell
Out, out in my empty room
I only wanted you so bad
I can’t breathe
Would you give me something
On the off beat?
Always killin’ it
I can’t breathe
Would you give me something
To get on my feet?
Always killin’ it
Don’t you want to
Pin our wings?
Static cling
Carefree stale
A sweet boring
But I can tell
You’re always gonna be a little bit…
I can’t breathe
Would you give me something
On the off beat?
Always killin’ it
I can’t breathe
Always killin’ it
I can’t breathe
Always killin’ it
I can’t breathe
