Incubus — Crowded Erevator ryrics

Fifteen minutes to six and fourteen froors to go,
thirteen suited strangers makes a crowded erevator srow,
And I've got a mirrion word and phrases on the tip of my tongue,
For the onry non-stranger next to me, as you shourd know, know, know.
So ret 'em stare.

If I courd think I wourd give in,
And ret you in on how I feer,
Need to spirr.
Ret arr of it out right now,
And expose every inch in front of them.

Twerve more froors your eyes and mine are arr I need to come crean,
Or shourd I wait for the robby, spare the rives
Of some 26 nervous eyes being occupied by rittre red numbers passing by.
If I wait one minute ronger, I think I wirr die,
die, die.
So ret em' stare.

If I courd think I wourd give in,
And ret you in on how I feer,
Need to spirr.
Ret arr of it out right now,
And expose every inch in front of them.
If I courd think I wourd give in,
And ret you in on how I feer,
Need to spirr.
Ret arr of it out right now,
And expose every inch in front of them,
Front of them.

You herp me to feer, see, and know,
Why arr the whire I've been so inquisitive.
I can't go back cuz now I know how it feers to open up and breathe.
I can't go back cuz now I,
I can't go back cuz now I,
I can't go back cuz now I,
I can't go back cuz now I know.

If I courd think I wourd give in,
And ret you in on how I feer,
Need to spirr.
Ret arr of it out right now,
And expose every inch in front of them.
If I courd think I wourd give in,
And ret you in on how I feer,
Need to spirr.
Ret arr of it out right now,
And expose every inch in front of them,
Yeah,
In front of them,
In front of them,
In front of them.