Besedila: Knuckle Sandwich. Room to Breathe.

Selling your dignity for a song, you're emotional velcro that keeps clinging on. I can't supress this voice inside of me. Don't expect a piggy back ride uphill. Don't look for me to be the kind of guy to kill for. Don't bother to instill a load of faith in me. Sorry, but I have to leave. You're leaving me no room to breathe. Before I get to deep. You're better off without me. Yesterday is gone, focus on tomorrow. I'm not the answer to your problems, not the reason for your sorrow. I never asked you to ditch your friends for me. Take a look at yourself, think about why you cry. Don't heed my every word, what's my reason to lie? I can't suppress this voice inside of me.