Sick Of It All - View From The Surface lyrics

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