Floating, but gasping for a breath
Paying through the nose for every bit of air
Strapped and bleak
Where`s the feast in feast or famine
Strapped and bleak
Who stole the peak
From the valley
When`s it coming next
When`s the next respite
The next deep breath
Strapped and bleak
Where`s the feast in feast or famine
Where`d it go
There`s not a lot to go around
There`s just the hope for next time
Yeah right
So here`s the ration, make it last
Don`t be surprised if it disappears fast
Too fast
It`s the view from the surface
Not above and not below
It`s great not to worry
It`s great to fake it for another day
It`s great not to worry
But that would mean breathing
Easy once again, again
Don`t count on it again
Or on anything
Strapped and bleak
Where`s the feast in feast or famine
Strapped and bleak
Who stole the peak
Where`d it go