One breath at a time
It might as well be a crime
I learn to live off him
When I should be living off hymns
I need him to be there for me
Yet all he wants to do is be free
Once he runs out of air
We begin to awkwardly stare
As I struggle for a solution
I realize there's no conclusion
Sep 2, 2017
Sep 2, 2017 at 1:30 PM UTC
One breath at a time
It might as well be a crime
I learn to live off him
When I should be living off hymns
I need him to be there for me
Yet all he wants to do is be free
Once he runs out of air
We begin to awkwardly stare
As I struggle for a solution
I realize there's no conclusion
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