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Breathe (My The Cure tribute)

Why are you scared?

Why must I shout?

There's nothing there

in my head, just let me out.

 

Every time I breathe,

think of a time to bleed.

Every time I breathe,

I feel like we should breed, yeah.

 

Now watch, just watch

as I blow your mind.

Feeling as if I'm after you.

This knife, this blade

it shimmers bright.

I will slice you if I'm wanting to.

 

Yet every time I breathe,

I feel as if it is my last.

Every time I breathe,

sleep the death red dream, yeah.

 

Sleep the death red dream.

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Jul 5, 2013
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