Asking for a lift, asking for a breath
Rush of wind in my head
When I do pretend to be someone else
When I agree and I sense when I'm walking dead
Through the grey routine day
Breath
Asking for a lift,
asking for a breath
I hate today, today I hate today
Today I sing for the good time Today,
today,
today,
today,
today
Somehow I taste my truth
Somehow I wait for you
Somehow I taste my truth
Somehow I wait for you
Somehow I wait for you
Rush of wind in my head Life is so unfair
I agree and I sense it all
When we're walking dead
Breath Asking for a lift,
asking
for a breath
Today I sing for the good time Today I hate today
Today I sing for the good time Today,
today,
today,
today,
today
Somehow I taste my truth
Somehow I wait for you
Somehow I taste my truth Somehow I wait,
somehow I wait
Somehow I taste my truth
Somehow I wait for you
