View From The Surface Lyrics - Sick Of It All

Floating, but gasping for a breath 

Paying through the nose for every bit of air 

Strapped and bleak 

Where's the feast in feast or famine 

Strapped and bleak 

Who stole the peak 

From the valley 

When's it coming next 

When's the next respite 

The next deep breath 

Strapped and bleak 

Where's the feast in feast or famine 

Where'd it go 

There's not a lot to go around 

There's just the hope for next time 

Yeah right 

So here's the ration, make it last 

Don't be surprised if it disappears fast 

Too fast 

It's the view from the surface 

Not above and not below 

It's great not to worry 

It's great to fake it for another day 

It's great not to worry 

But that would mean breathing 

Easy once again, again 

Don't count on it again 

Or on anything 

Strapped and bleak 

Where's the feast in feast or famine 

Strapped and bleak 

Who stole the peak 

Where'd it go