I long to taste adventure like the nature of the sea.
Always moving, always hiding all the creatures from
beneath. Singing silent songs of sadness my heart
waits for its chance, to dance upon the ashes
of my burned up little plans.

And I stand alone before the night. My nakedness
is so clear in the glow of the moonlight. Life is
old but so short. We are young, we want more.

I'm drowning, but I don't care. 'Cause
when you got what I got, what I got.
Who needs air? I don't need air.

My addiction to danger like the rush of the sea.
Like a wave on the rocks the lessons crash down
on me. I don't need to prove the world to you,
only to myself. So step back, look
away as I dive into the swell.

I'm drowning, but I don't care. 'Cause
when you got what I got, what I got.
Who needs air?

So take me down to the river like a little child, and
take my hand and tell me it's okay to be wild.
I never knew the world until I saw through
your eyes, I never knew myself until
I ripped off my disguise.

I'm drowning, but I don't care. 'Cause
when you got what I got, what I got.
Who needs air?

I have come to the realization that life is more
than what I have accomplished. And life is
more then the realization that we have
accomplished nothing at all. True success is
so selfless, so drown in the lyrics of your
life and give up the air that you breathe.

You don't need anything.
You don't need anything.

I don't need air.

// The Classic Crime // "Who Needs Air" //