"Breathe In" lyrics

"Breathe In"

Hey, angel, can we dance on the edge of this disaster?
Can we move on in spite of what we miss?
We're gasping, suffocating, trying to exist
The escape, it's all a lie, the agony persists
The trauma's led to a bottomless despair
So breathe in

I'm building callouses where I'm supposed to feel
And I'm betting all that's left on the chance there's something real
Forgive me, I've sewn shut the crater in my chest
Can you help me release the stitches and untie the mess?
The trauma's led to a bottomless despair
But I'd rather feel the heartache than act like I don't care

So breathe in
If I'm supposed to feel this
I'll breathe in
And taste my sweet disaster
As though I've been here before, all balled up on the floor
If I could keep my arms 'round you, maybe you could help me through
'Cause the game is rigged

And I don't want to have to beg any more of our friends
To come over and act like they don't know I'm faking it
To come over and act like they don't know I'm losing it
To come over and act like they don't know

So breathe in
If I'm supposed to feel this
I'll breathe in
And taste my sweet disaster
Breathe in


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