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Airport Death (An Horse)

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.