Airport Death کے بول

I sat in an airport thinking I'm gonna die I sat in an airport thinking I'm gonna die Die, die I saw him moving quickly, he caught my eye I put my head down and thought please not tonight Tonight, tonight Excuse me, I hope you don't mind But I can see what's going on inside I put my head down and I stared at my shoes I thought if I don't have to breathe then I won't move But I moved, I moved Fold up your table top, you're showing off all that you've got My table top is staying put, I wear my face this way it's all I've got I sat in an airport thinking, I wonder why We put our heads down and avoid each others eyes