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Breathe

Written by John Teague & Kyle Villarreal

Been changing lanes without a blinker

Been easy on sleep but harder on liquor

I’m staring at the big lights like im heading for a runway

Low on gas, living on a someday 


Turning blue, bloodshot eyes

I keep on, don’t ask why


I’m holding my breath

Like I'm under water

You're the air

I can't take any longer

When I can't inhale

I can't convince myself

To breathe while I have a chance


You want to feel alive, you need to bleed for something

When the names are too fast and faces mean nothing

I could count all the birds I can reach in the hedges

I got one my hand, and I’m not willing to bet it


Turning blue, bloodshot eyes

I keep on, don’t ask why


I’m holding my breath

Like I'm under water

You're the air

I can't take any longer

When I can't inhale

I can't convince myself

To breathe while I have a chance

While I have a chance


I may be going downhill

May lose my feel

But if we’re being honest

About the numbers

I’m  a dime in a dozen


I’m holding my breath

Like I'm under water

You’re you're the air

I can't take any longer

When I can't inhale

I can't convince myself

To Breathe while

I’m holding my breath

Like I'm under water

You’re you're the air

I can't take any longer

When I can't inhale

I can't convince myself

To Breathe while I have a chance

While I have a chance

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