I sit in a long Hall of cedar
Filled with the tangled masses
They sit on sharp angled couches
And await our slot to play
I need to breathe
I need to breathe
I need to breathe
I need
The girl behind the counter
Stares coolly through the racks
She leads me to a bedroom
I look around and its mine
I need to breathe
I need to breathe
I need to breathe
I need
She wants more than I'll give
The door slams, my heart enters
Fists are thrown as time slows down
Powerless, I'm trapped in the dream
I need to breathe
I need to breathe
I need to breathe