Breathe

Images that make believe
There's something real about this dream
Things that only I can see
The ghost behind the Coke machine

Flags are blowin' in the breeze
And someone's prayin' on their gun
You can kick and you can scream
They're comin' for your oldest son

So hold, hold me down
I can breathe
Under anything
I won't drown

Something's wrong with my TV
The little foxes I can't see
Syndicate that doublespeak
And confiscate that cellphone leak

Teach you peasants to repeat
Sit down, roll over, throw a treat
People die and files delete
Your master's hold is now complete

So hold, hold me down
I can breathe
Under anything
I won't drown
I won't drown
I won't



Credits
Writer(s): Lilian Caputo, Matthew Alan Vowles
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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