III. Dottedxlines

Ask me what it's like to fly
When you're too fucked up to see how high
Blurry lines turning into dotted lines
Crooks shaking hands with surgical knifes

Someone please save me (ooh)
I'm drowning in all this industry (ooh)

When the bad guys pull out their handguns
Look them in the eye, don't you dare run
I will breathe fire, yeah I will breathe fire
As long as there's still fuel sitting in my lungs

Ask me what it's like on top
Ask me what it feel like to be dropped
When you least expect it or not
You know the saying, don't blow it, its your only shot

If they make you, they can break you
Let it get to you, then they break you
Chew you up, forsake you
The crisis of confidence is a constant
Chaos for relevancy is costly

Someone please save me (ooh)
Im drowning in all this industry (ooh)

When the bad guys pull out their handguns
Look them in the eye, don't you dare run
I will breathe fire, yeah I will breathe fire
As long as there's still fuel sitting in my lungs

Trade in all your friends for some new friends
Sign up just to copy all the new trends
If you think this is bad, well it doesn't end
You think the worst is over, but it's ready to begin
Trade in all your friends for some new friends
Sign up just to copy all the new trends
If you think this is bad, well it doesn't end
You think the worst is over, but it's ready to begin

When the bad guys pull out their handguns
Look them in the eye, don't you dare run
I will breathe fire, yeah I will breathe fire
As long as there's still fuel sitting in my lungs

I will breathe fire, yeah I will breathe fire
As long as there's still fuel sitting in my lungs
Yeah I will breathe fire



Credits
Writer(s): Craigery Owens, Erik Ron
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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