And I bleed. I bleed.
And I breathe. I breathe, no more
I take a breath and I try draw from my spirit's well.
Yet again you refuse to drink like a stubborn child.
Lie to me convince me that I've been sick forever.
And all of this will make sense when I get better.
But I know the difference between myself and my reflection.
I just can't help but to wonder which of us do you love.
So I bleed. I bleed.
And I breathe.
I breathe no,
Bleed. I bleed.
And I breathe. I breathe. I breathe. I breathe, no more.
[piano solo ending]
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