Near Death Experience
Let the waves carry me back to safety
Let me wash up ashore, my lungs still deflating
Pump pump
Breath breath
Two compressions to the chest
Breath breath
Is he alive? Will he breathe again?
Someone call a medic
We're running out of time!
If we don't get this poor boy some oxygen he's gonna die
Waste me
Waste me
If ghosts are real she'll always be here
If ghosts are real she'll always be here with us
Hello mom
How you been?
It's so good to see you again
Can I stay here with you up in Eden watching flowers bloom?
No son
You gotta go
Too many people you know
Relying on you
Now get out of here
Go give 'em a show
But one day
Hopefully not soon
We'll come back here and
We'll spend the afternoon
Save me
Save me
I feel sad all the time because there's so much that you missed out on in life
It's nobody's fault you got sick
This is the burden we live with
I just miss you a lot
Especially on days like these where I can't figure out what's wrong with me
And I'm having a son soon
I just wish you had the chance to see yourself in his eyes when he looks at you
If ghosts are real she'll always be here
If ghosts are real she'll always be here with us
Let me wash up ashore, my lungs still deflating
Pump pump
Breath breath
Two compressions to the chest
Breath breath
Is he alive? Will he breathe again?
Someone call a medic
We're running out of time!
If we don't get this poor boy some oxygen he's gonna die
Waste me
Waste me
If ghosts are real she'll always be here
If ghosts are real she'll always be here with us
Hello mom
How you been?
It's so good to see you again
Can I stay here with you up in Eden watching flowers bloom?
No son
You gotta go
Too many people you know
Relying on you
Now get out of here
Go give 'em a show
But one day
Hopefully not soon
We'll come back here and
We'll spend the afternoon
Save me
Save me
I feel sad all the time because there's so much that you missed out on in life
It's nobody's fault you got sick
This is the burden we live with
I just miss you a lot
Especially on days like these where I can't figure out what's wrong with me
And I'm having a son soon
I just wish you had the chance to see yourself in his eyes when he looks at you
If ghosts are real she'll always be here
If ghosts are real she'll always be here with us
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Writer(s): Matthew Bowe
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