Umphrey’s McGee
Thin Air
Fill it up
Let me breathe in one more time
Should I look at my stare asking as a sign
Disregarding all my thoughts for one more taste
Never keep'n in my mind that I might not waste

Brain sets in and scratches through this numbing air
For a moment do I think that I could care?
How am I relating to them of this kind?
And looking in am I afraid of what I'd find?

OHHH NOOOO
I Don't Belong
Not Here
Not Now
For when
You think
You know

I Don't Belong
Not Here
Not Now
For when
You think
You know