In the wrong direction, far too often pointed
I think you’re a saint, who’s yet to be anointed
I’ve done my time had my moments in hell
Throw me a rope crawling out of that well
And breathe just breathe
Take in the sun and feeling the wind
They can kiss my ass with that fire and brim
I just need to breathe, breathe, breathe
Breathin ain’t easy when caught inside a vice
Like being under water looking up at ice
Love is like breathing, no way to live without
That needs to be remembered
Shatter any sense of doubt
# Life’s moment, living free
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