This world has shut me out, abandoned me and now I’m struggling to find enough room to breathe.
Who knew that things could change so drastically?
All that I left is this false sense of apathy, of fucking apathy.
So breathe in, with tired lungs and a heavy heart.
And carry me, oh carry me.
No hand can show me the way out.
The price that must be paid, these days are numbered.
So breathe in, with tired lungs and a heavy heart.
And carry me, oh carry me.
These days bring out the best in us, but most of all they bring out the best in me.
It may mean nothing to you; it means the world to me.
I reside between the living and breathing.
This is the life I lead.

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