Shawty, I don't want no air, if I ain't breathing you Shawty, I don't wanna dream, if I can't sleep with you Shawty, I don't wanna see, if I ain't seeing you I don't wanna live, if I can't be with you Shawty I don't wanna live, if I can't be with you

She doesn't know she's got it And that's what's a gettin' to me She doesn't know how bad I want it On Friday night when I see her out Even in a crowd she's hard to miss There ain't a man breathing air Who wouldn't stop and stare And the best part is..

I blame you And I blame you For everything you do For all the scars I bare And breathing all my air For everything I'll ever do Shifting through the ashes And scratching through my life And how sick is it to live with the promises

That's what your love's like That's what your love, Your love's like breathing in the salty air Of summer on a private island just for me Your love's like the feeling I get When my favorite songs spinnin' in my head Keep it play playin' on repeat It's

This is a place that I call my home Where the doors are moaning all day long, Where the stairs are leaning dusk 'till dawn, Where the windows are breathing in the light, Where the rooms are a collection of our lives, This is a place where I don't feel

Where the storm blows your way I wanna be inside your heaven Take me to the place you cry from And I wanna be the earth that holds you Every bit of air you're breathin' in A soothin' wind The sun and the moonlight All my dreams are in your eyes And I

Who do we think we are? Baby, tell me, who do we think we are? Here we are, in the air, barely breathing And we're not afraid to die Tell me, who do we think we are? We can't run out of magic It's the only way we know Let's trip the night fantastic Light

Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta, They gave him ten for two Gotta, gotta, gotta set him free In the stir for breathing air What else can the judges do? It ain't fair, John Sinclair Won't you care for John Sinclair? Let him be, set him free Let him be like you

Nowhere to be and all night to get there All night-breathing the same air Real close and real slow baby Just you and me and love laying right here Sunset watching us disappear We've got nowhere to be and all Night to get there We can do anything-I don't

Breathin' air I could be numb Borderline case Reinforced glass Earn some friends Passport photos and a life so bad Empty pocket and they think it's all They think it's all It's all ripped up on a smaller list?