Thing in the Air
It doesn't feel right
Like they always said that it would
It has not lived up to / up to what it could
And I am upset / at all the things that I have to own
I'm mad at a telephone
And I am so close / I've never felt so far away
And everyone I know, never know what we want to say
Like the words were written by somebody else
I pulled them off the shelf / put them in my mouth
They became myself
That thing in the air
Everywhere I go it's always something
Everywhere I go it's all the same thing
Everyone I meet they say the same thing
Everywhere I go it's all the same thing in the air
Writer/s: People With Bodies
