Dyspnea

A numbness introduces itself
Palpitation, intrusion of health
Try to breathe, but something's blocking the air
Climbing through just to become aware
Prying the quaking hands open
Hoping I won't yet see hell
Screaming is a nice way of coping
Pleading it's a story I'll tell
Consciousness racing out of my head
Moving to and from being dead

Fuck this, I will not succumb
Bullshit, you won't make me numb
Fuck you I will not succumb
Bullshit you won't make me numb



Credits
Writer(s): Ray Lindsley
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