Alba s touto skladbou:
This Is a Stick Up... Don't Make It a Murder,
So breathless the night carves her airwaves out of leaves
I am up against tattoos of scars and skin so cold so deep
I'm 20 ft and sinking faster than the ship I'm in
useless to jump or swim
I could hold my breath till I blow up
and make this all seem real no
matter how hard I try I cant seem to
win this stupid game I apologize for
keeping you up wasting all your time
so I'm stuck with the image you walking me to my car
and how nice it felt to be alive in someone's arms
last night felt like the only time that we made sense
and every moment after which shook it up chalk it up to coincidence
I could hold my breath until I blow up
and make this all seem real
there's nothing like waking up
after all the sadness has been SLEPT off
and its just me and you looking at all these things
how am I supposed to breath
how am I supposed to breath
how am I supposed to breath
How am I supposed to breath
lucky for me we were lying down
Just from kissing you I could of passed right out
