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Breathe

Album: Old Demos Durasi: 3:32

Harness your heart and be still now

Quiet that mind that will wander all sorts of dark alleys

Tragedy strikes your self-esteem

Constantly waiting for an ending to all of this

She opens her eyes, suddenly she cries

Can we help her?

And she replies

You know, I fake it, oh, so well

That God himself can't tell

What I mean and why my words are

Less than parallel with my feet

You ask me what I need

And all I really need, is to breathe, oh, ah-ah

People, they seem so interested only a few get invested

With all the aches and pains

Doctor, oh, doctor, please help her

I fear she may not be breathing

Blue lips and doe eyes that's her disguise

You know, I fake it, oh, so well

That God himself can't tell

What I mean and why my words are

Less than parallel with my feet

You ask me what I need

And all I really need, is to breathe

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

Give me some space to breathe

I need a little room to breathe

Give me some space to breathe

All I need is a little room to breathe

I fake it, oh, so well

That God can't tell

You know, I fake it, oh, so well

That God himself can't tell

What I mean and why my words are

Less than parallel with my feet

You ask me what I need

And all I really need, is to breathe

Let me breathe