My lungs are closing up
I need you to give me air
I guess it's kinda hard to to do when
Your not even there
I need to have security
I need your comforting safety
I need you here with me now
With your tight arms around me
But you given up
You can't handle burden
The only thing I can replace you
With is burning bourbon
The reason why it burns
Is because the air I can get on my own
But you've given up on me
Don't worry, I won't be coming home
Walking in the night and notice the dark
It's looks really far
But it doesn't matter anymore
To you I'm just and old scar
I'm dead on the inside
But somehow I'm still breathing
I think it's pulmonary shock
Of both of us leaving
You ran to the liquor
To try and drink out the hole
You have no idea the damage
Done to my soul
Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 4:17 PM UTC
My lungs are closing up
I need you to give me air
I guess it's kinda hard to to do when
Your not even there
I need to have security
I need your comforting safety
I need you here with me now
With your tight arms around me
But you given up
You can't handle burden
The only thing I can replace you
With is burning bourbon
The reason why it burns
Is because the air I can get on my own
But you've given up on me
Don't worry, I won't be coming home
Walking in the night and notice the dark
It's looks really far
But it doesn't matter anymore
To you I'm just and old scar
I'm dead on the inside
But somehow I'm still breathing
I think it's pulmonary shock
Of both of us leaving
You ran to the liquor
To try and drink out the hole
You have no idea the damage
Done to my soul
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