So breathless the night carves her airwaves out of leaves I am up against tattoos of scars and skin so cold so deep I'm 20 ft and sinking faster than the ship I'm in useless to jump or swim
I could hold my breath till I blow up and make this all seem real no matter how hard I try I cant seem to win this stupid game I apologize for keeping you up wasting all your time
so I'm stuck with the image you walking me to my car and how nice it felt to be alive in someone's arms last night felt like the only time that we made sense and every moment after which shook it up chalk it up to coincidence
I could hold my breath until I blow up and make this all seem real there's nothing like waking up after all the sadness has been slapped off and its just me and you looking at all these things
how am I supposed to breath how am I supposed to breath how am I supposed to breath How am I supposed to breath
lucky for me we were lying down Gesture kissing you I could of passed right out
Compositores: Benjamin Daniel Keen, John James Walker ECAD: Obra #5425731