Twice as Much to Lose

Self floating in tears

Near work water cooler

Been here for years

I'm scared

Of 40 more at least

This bad is clear

And if they find I'm stealing from the life

Of someone who hates what they do

And I've got two that I've taken

Is someone coming after me?

Got twice as much to lose

I'd rather keep them both with me

Bottle them so they don't bruise

B, are you feeling fine?

Wings could be empty

A seven hour drive

No guarantees

I just wish I could find in central Queens

A psychic saying, "pick this dream"

'Cause it'd make this easier

I'm draining both these parts of me

And no one knows

Got twice as much to lose

B, are you feeling fine?

Yeah, I know which one's mine

Don't you see?