All Excuses کے بول

I can't breathe in I can't breathe out I am gasping for breath I see your face now In every passer-by I can't run from you I've got to breathe in, breathe out This is gonna be, it's gonna be The last of our contentions Here I can't sleep now I turn and turn round Think of what you said All your excuses All your excuses All your excuses suck I've got to breathe in, breathe out This is gonna be, The last of our contentions This is gonna be, it's gonna be The last of our acquaintance Where it's gonna lead us, lead us from here? Where it's gonna lead us, lead us from here?