Up Where The Air is Thin / Novella

by Wall Market Racketeers

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released February 23, 2015

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Track Name: Up Where The Air is Thin
In This Building, Up Where The Air is Thin
Can you still taste the oxygen
'cos I'm gasping, drowning, struggling to breathe in
My mind is so full of dark thoughts
Like parasites beneath my skin

I swore I was one of the good guys
Just trying to live in a world full of their lies
But the further that you crawl
Up the ladder towards their skies
The more you start to see it through their eyes

But all their bitterness, could have left me
A broken man
But underneath, all their cynicism
That's not who I am

We are the backstabbed, left in free-fall
Whilst the backhanders and the ugliness
They stay 70 storeys tall
We are the empty, empathetic waste
I don't know if, it's the air, or the dirt we'll taste
(When we smash into the onrushing ground)

But all their bitterness, could have left me
A broken man
But underneath, all their cynicism
That's not who I am
Track Name: Novella
So that open book slams shut
An ending to a story that always felt too abrupt
Another life that we raced through
And took to heart that feeling we're all emotionally bankrupt

Leave those lofty ideas on the page
Like some harrowing contradiction
I decimalise I recategorise each page as fiction
But they're as real to me now as the words of this story-teller
Trapped inside these tomes like a dystopian novella

It's just a thought about a thought about a
It's nothing unique, it's just something we're taught
The anomie the emptiness
Disillusioned with everything, leave me again with only weltschmerz

Leave those lofty ideas on the page
Like some harrowing contradiction
I decimalise I recategorise each page as fiction
But they're as real to me now as the words of this story-teller
Trapped inside these tomes like a dystopian novella