Sick Of It All - View From The Surface Lyrics
Floating, but gasping for a breathPaying through the nose for every bit of airStrapped and bleakWhere's the feast in feast or famineStrapped and bleakWho stole the peakFrom the valleyWhen's it coming nextWhen's the next respiteThe next deep breathStrapped and bleakWhere's the feast in feast or famineWhere'd it goThere's not a lot to go aroundThere's just the hope for next timeYeah rightSo here's the ration, make it lastDon't be surprised if it disappears fastToo fastIt's the view from the surfaceNot above and not belowIt's great not to worryIt's great to fake it for another dayIt's great not to worryBut that would mean breathingEasy once again, againDon't count on it againOr on anythingStrapped and bleakWhere's the feast in feast or famineStrapped and bleakWho stole the peakWhere'd it go