Asthmartard

(Music coming soon…)

Tie a rock to my lung
This breath won’t feed even one
A passing sign of a laden binding
That balances us till undone

The trick is to not let it by
A fault in the framework to pry
The shame is a backbencher
Yearning to react to panic and let it unwind

Then I’m gone, goodbye
Left alone it’ll eat your inside out
As I collide, I alone am the subtle silence that sighs away
Finally with a push it’s over and I survive
Reaching forward the pipeline will lead me back

The twin’s dying hum
Tie them both up until they’re done
Take a breath cause it’s all that is left
In this cycle that’s set to alarm

The call of the weak and the frail
A hammer to soften the nail
Say a prayer as the roof top stare
Mutters mercy and fades into white

Then I’m gone, goodbye.
Left alone it’ll cut your tires
A joke from inside, I alone am the subtle silence that sighs away
Suddenly, with a push it’s over and I survive
Reaching forward the pipeline will lead me back

 

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