Breathe - DEMO
i dont wanna go
but i cant breathe
i dont wanna know
whats wrong with me
just let it go away from here
my throat is closing up
youre weak
its just a panic attack
youre a hypochondriac
taking it one day at a time
my heart is racing
my body is not mine
oh shit i guess im old enough to die
when i close my eyes i pray that i wake up
i wanna wake up
God whered you go
everything is spiraling out of my control
i have no emotion
ive gotta trust that its deeper than the flesh
shine a little light its the darkest night of my soul
Kaneda i need you im on my own
the poison is taking its toll
theres no refuge in rock and roll
in a state of constant prayer in the prayer garden
the angels send the ones i love to comfort me
my doggies looking over me
when it feels like death and it tastes like dirt
and you hurt worse than you ever did
anchor to the captain
cus the devil is dancing
he has no control over the air you're gasping for
i saw the light when i hit the ground
i was calling for my mamma but i couldnt make a sound
my life is in your hands
your will, your way, your plans
but i cant breathe
i dont wanna know
whats wrong with me
just let it go away from here
my throat is closing up
youre weak
its just a panic attack
youre a hypochondriac
taking it one day at a time
my heart is racing
my body is not mine
oh shit i guess im old enough to die
when i close my eyes i pray that i wake up
i wanna wake up
God whered you go
everything is spiraling out of my control
i have no emotion
ive gotta trust that its deeper than the flesh
shine a little light its the darkest night of my soul
Kaneda i need you im on my own
the poison is taking its toll
theres no refuge in rock and roll
in a state of constant prayer in the prayer garden
the angels send the ones i love to comfort me
my doggies looking over me
when it feels like death and it tastes like dirt
and you hurt worse than you ever did
anchor to the captain
cus the devil is dancing
he has no control over the air you're gasping for
i saw the light when i hit the ground
i was calling for my mamma but i couldnt make a sound
my life is in your hands
your will, your way, your plans
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Arthur Friedlander
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