Dead Man Breathing

I've grown colder
Than any other stone turned
That any road crossed on my way
I've grown colder
Than earth under foot
The wind at my back
Now scabbed and cracked
I've grown colder
Just like your father
And his father before
Through the endless storm
I've grown colder
Than I ever was
Beyond my beliefs
Will this ever cease?

It's begun, choose your hell
You are no exception
I don't want to be another dead man breathing

(Cold) I've grown colder than I ever was before
(Cold) Now all I see are dead men breathing

For those who once rejoiced (I've grown cold)
For those who feared and hated (I've grown cold)
Who can't escape their grief (I've grown cold)
Don't want to be another dead man breathing

I've grown colder
Than the mercy of whose looking down
Upon the silent graves of those who pay with sins
I've grown colder
Than all those who wasted trust
Opening the gate without acknowledging the cost

It's begun, choose your hell
You are no exception
Hands cannot drown the sounds of better men screaming
It's begun, live to tell
Don't deny the instinct
I don't want to be another dead man dreaming

(It's begun, choose your hell)
(You are no exception)
(Hands cannot drown the sounds of better men screaming)

Don't want to be another dead man breathing
I'll curse and fight till my heart stops beating
Until my heart stops beating

It's begun, choose your hell
You are no exception
Hands cannot drown the sounds of better men screaming
It's begun, live to tell
Don't deny the instinct
I don't want to be another dead man dreaming



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Beattie, James Shanahan, Matthew Byrne
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