The sour taste in my mouth - I should have known when we crashed down; the look that flashed upon your face. Now I find myself backed against the wall.
And I find myself where the atmosphere will drive me underground. And the air out there’s not enough to go around. And I’m heady now and the air is getting thin. And the oxygen’s not enough to live in.
I need to breathe oxygen, need to breathe oxygen, need to breathe oxygen.
And I find myself quiet in the dark, And the air out there’s not enough to make a spark Why’d you have to bring me here? Now I’ve got to fight you to survive Need to breathe oxygen but there’s not enough for us both to stay alive.