A woman sits in her bedroom
And pulls a comb through her hair
Studies the lines on her face that tell her the years that went nowhere
Holding tight to the memories
She’s carrying ‘round in her head
She tells herself that she’s not going down
And spends another day in bed
But she’s doing the best she can
Maybe that’s not good enough
But she’s doing all she can
Yes she’s making the best of her suffocation blues
A young man sits in his room
And pulls a comb through his hair
Studies the paper he bought today that says he’s going nowhere
Nobody asked his opinion
So why should he try or care
How can you strive to be so satisfied
When there’s nobody knows that you’re there
But he’s doing the best he can
Maybe that’s not good enough
But he’s doing all he can
Yeah he’s making the best of his suffocation blue blue blues
Blue blue blues
Suffocation blues
Suffocation blues
Suffocation blue blue blue blue blue blue blues
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Kevin McDermott Orchestra Lyrics – Suffocation Blues