Breathe

The ratty little wheels on the rock machine
Are turning into squares. They're ripping up the ceiling.
Do you stare at your shoes?
Do you scream out in pain?
Either way you go
I know your secrets

Breathe
Some
Life
Into me

No, you're not as clever as you think you are
Nor are you tragic. This was heart breaking.
It's about as dead as dead can be
A corpse is popping up
He's clawing at your ankles
It makes me so sad cos I know it
It makes me so sad cos I know you can feel it
It's over
It was just this used up plan
If you can't save us no one can



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Lavaughn Roberts, Timothy Lloyd Locke
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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