I can´t breathe anymore
Why that is I´m not sure
I´ve got my feet on the ground
In fact I´m flat on the floor
My direction is lost
I should pause to take stock
It´s a new one on me
To even dream that you´re free
It´s a tale without an end
But the end is there for all to see
And if the end weren´t so real
Coming around and ´round again on me
I guess it´s all about my pride
I want to be there if it kills
But with or without God on my side
I know that I really will
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