Lyrics
I can’t breathe in or out
I can’t shout for help in here
an insect on it’s back is dead meat
outside looks just the same
people who believe in things
the sky turns grey to black
clock keeps ticking
it’s not holding
the freeway is falling
no warning
the freeway is falling
it’s different when it’s dark
no confusion in my dreams
I crawl inside and watch
the long and winding road head home
I could be happy there
’til I wake
it’s not holding
the freeway is falling
no warning
the freeway is falling
things squeeze close very tight
fingers jam inside my mouth
I’m whistling through my teeth
I don’t kiss