Текст песни
Woke up at seven with a weight on my chest
Like a mountain of granite is having a rest
I'm reaching for the nightstand, vision getting blurry
Looking for the rescue in a panicked little hurry (Hurry! Hurry!)
Got my blue plastic best friend, give it a shake
One deep breath is the only way I wake
I'm a studio hermit but I'm short on the air
Trying to look cool with this messy bed hair
The pollen's in the air, it's a floral attack (Look out!)
My bronchial tubes are starting to contract
Here we go
It ain't easy being wheezy in a world of dust (No it ain't!)
That L-shaped inhaler is a literal must (Puff, puff, pass!)
I'm sprinting for the bus but I'm sounding like a flute
A melodic little whistle that I can't even mute
Yeah, it's high-stakes breathing in a low-oxygen town
But you can't keep a rhythm-obsessive down
Met a cute girl and we went for a jog
Two minutes in and I'm lost in the fog
She's a marathon runner, I'm a vacuum on high
Whistling a tune like a kettle for tea-time (Tea-time!)
"Is that a woodwind instrument?" she asks with a grin
"No, it's just the struggle of the oxygen coming in!"
I'm fine
I'm totally fine
Sometimes the air feels like it's made of lead
And I'd rather just be home in my hypoallergenic bed
BUT THE BEAT IS TOO FAST AND THE CHORD IS TOO BRIGHT
I'M TAKING A PUFF AND I'M JOINING THE FIGHT!
It ain't easy being wheezy in a world of dust (No it ain't!)
That L-shaped inhaler is a literal must (Puff, puff, pass!)
I'm sprinting for the bus but I'm sounding like a flute
A melodic little whistle that I can't even mute
Yeah, it's high-stakes breathing in a low-oxygen town
But you can't keep a rhythm-obsessive down
It ain't easy! (So wheezy!)
It ain't easy! (Just breathe-y!)
I think I'm good now