Air

Frente!

Shape

We are the sad, sad people
Those scared, scared, scared, scared eyes
Insane, unseen, an island
Inside, inside out, minds

Unbeing dead isn't being alive
What's wrong with the air?
What's wrong with the air?
What's wrong with the air?
What's wrong with the air?

The red line when the sky ends
The pretty ugly lives
Can't take your car to Heaven
Can't take God for a drive

Unbeing dead isn't being alive
What's wrong with the air?
What's wrong with the air?
What's wrong with the air?
What's wrong with the air?

What's wrong with the air?
What's wrong with the sky?
What's wrong with your eyes?
What's wrong with the air?
What's wrong with the sky?

Around you, around you
Around you, around you

In mourning for the morning
You laughed yourself into
The afternoon you thought was endless
You wanted to be weightless

Aaaaaaah isn't being alive
What's wrong with the air?
What's wrong with the air?
What's wrong with the air?
What's wrong with the air?

What's wrong with the air?
What's wrong with the sky?
What's wrong with your eyes?
What's wrong with the air?
What's wrong with the sky?

Around you, around you
Around you, around you
Around you, around you
Around you, around you

You wanted to be weightless
You didn't want to wait
You wanted to be weightless
You didn't want to wait

You wanted to be brainless
You didn't want to think
You wanted to be shameless
You didn't want to want to (want to, want to)

Want to, want to
Want to, want to...