Breathe.
I pull your face from the ground.
So you can finally breathe.

So I broke your streak.
No, I saved your life.
Now you're mad at me?
I just saved your life.

Pulling you from the train-wreck,
That you'd do anything for.
Wearing that synthetic smile,
You fucking two bit-

Fearing for that phone call,
"I am full of dread"
At least you had that smile
Even when you're cold and dead.

Pulling you from the train-wreck,
That you'd do anything for.
Wearing that synthetic smile,
You fucking two bit

Whore!

I fear for you but you don't fear death
Take for granted the life you live
I dream of you but you dream no more
Lost all feeling, washed up on the shore

Of Demise!

Breathe.
I put your face in the ground.
So I can finally breathe.

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