Breathe

I'm getting closer to the edge
Cutting every tie with my old friends
Splitting fingernails against my head
And running round in circles filled with
Dread, dread, dread

Then I get high
Then I get low
A little bit tired of it
Is when it starts to show
That I'm a little too late
A little too lost
A riddle where all the answers hide
In mania locked inside a melody

Now everyone around me makes me sick
Another filthy habit 'I can't kick
Building my own hell brick by brick
And watching shadows on the clock go
Tick, tick, tick

Then I get high
Then I get low
A little bit tired of it
Is when it starts to show
That I'm a little too late
A little too lost
A riddle where all the answers hide
In mania locked inside a melody

In and out my heart beats
My head is filled with clouds choking as I breathe
In and out my heart beats
My head is filled with clouds choking as I breathe
In and out my heart beats
My head is filled with clouds choking as I breathe
In and out
In and out
In and out
Here I breathe



Credits
Writer(s): Steven Alton
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