Airport Death

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,

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 that I've got.

I sat in an airport thinking I wonder why,

We put our heads down and avoid each others eyes.