Breathe - Andrew Allen

There must be some kind of way, to show me

Just how my breathing allows you to own me

And if my life is in vain, well, you owe me

Everything that I once thought now I don’t see

I want to know this, show me now

And then you’ll tell me that it’s alright, alright

Tell me that it’s just fine, I’m still breathing

Tell me that it’s not right, not right,

Tell me that it’s just right if, I’m still breathing

I’m looking out for this life, remember

I don’t see what you believed in December

And if I walk on this place you will never

Be anything more to me so listen to my breathing

I want to know this, show me now

And then you’ll tell me that it’s alright, alright

Tell me that it’s just fine, I’m still breathing

Tell me that it’s not right, not right,

Tell me that it’s just right if, I’m still breathing

There must be something inside, that fools you

Into thinking what you want, like fools do

And yet we breathe the same air, hey, we all do

It’s the trigger in your right hand, but we both got the left hand yeah,

See the life that I had is fleeting, all religious and differs our meaning,

Take a tip from the peace that’s leaving and see the air you saved taking my

breathing

Tell me that it’s alright, and I will tell you that it’s just fine

Tell me that it’s not right, and I will tell you that it’s just right if… I'm

still breathing

Tell me that it’s alright, alright

Tell me that it’s just fine, I’m still breathing

Tell me that it’s not right, not right,

Tell me that it’s just right if, I’m still breathing