breathe again

The impossibility of being free made me who I used to be

I never notice an episode creep until I lost all of my sleep

I told the biggest lies when I finally tried to say goodbye

I had the biggest smile when I finally stopped getting high

How am I old enough to grow old through this stuff?

You have to be tough because it’s impossibly rough

There’s nothing that needs to escape this fantasy

I just hope that one day you’ll be able to read my apology

They all used to say it but never knew when

But I’m the one that needed to breath again

All prayers would stick in my throat at amen

So I had a funeral that I would never attend

Are you available to cry?

This time I have to ask why