Can somebody help me breathe?
Because I can't heal alone.
I move so conversely, of what was never me.
But if I was granted the imperfect unity,
I'd remove your hands from the boy inside of all this pain.
I could let you force inside of me, and corrupt me once again.
So can somebody help me breathe, because I can't heal alone.
You're standing right in front of me; let the past become my own.
You always seem to have wanted, my fingers trailing as you seethe,
And me begging the questions,
So climb in and help me breathe.
Always so playful, I couldn't deny you as my friend.
But if you were wounded, then all the signals that you sent invade me.
Much like your hands, and emotions, that are still in control of me.
So somebody help me breathe, because I can't heal alone.
You're standing right in front of me; let the past become my own. (Please)
You always seem to waste it, and everyone just feels removed enough from the aggressor,
To climb in and help me breathe.
Climb. I'm dying at your at your expense.
Damn You! Let me breathe.
Somebody help me breath. I can't heal alone.
You stand right in front of me. Let the past become my own.
You always seem to have wanted, everything that I need.
Let me beg of you- to go on
Go on. Try and let me rescue myself from the guilt I'm bearing.
Sometimes I will picture myself smiling and floating further and further away.
Further away
From you, away.