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Breathe (English Ver.) - NAQT VANE
Lyrics by：Benjamin
Composed by：Hiroyuki SAWANO
Wait up ？
Where did chya guts go when ya say ya gotta get out？
But there's no turning back
Ya know that when they left
They left for good
So don't ruin your mascara
In an elevator
Just a city
Get it to stop
Through the ventilator
Intricacy thickens the plot
It's the story where you really want them not to be caught
Get up
You're it
Hear them all come
The catalyst
Bad enough
Sadden the world again
Rise above all your doubt of inadequacy
And ya can't look back
When you gotta cut the blood flow
Tourniquet
When you dragged beneath the surface
It won't let you forget
When you smoked ya used to use a cigarette
But now the thoughts come rushing in
With your cardamom
Soaking in my skin
I'm not morose
Take a look at my grin
With your cardamom
I can feel again
Not overwhelmed
I can float above it
Thoughts you can't outrun
Trickle in
Why all the lights are blinking？
Know it's poison but I keep on drinking
Those speakers feeding back
Fear it
Phone be buzzing but I won't go near it
My fear of a mental block
Be a laughing stock
Of my town got me so down
Could it be if I'd isolated from the friends I hate
I'd be better off by now？
That's like dripping lemon juice into a paper cut ouch
That's like finding unpaid bills stuffed down the back of the couch
Breathe
Exhale
Exhale so slowly
Breathe
Exhale
Exhale so slowly
The catalyst
Bad enough
Sadden the world again
Rise above all your doubt of inadequacy
And ya can't look back
When you gotta cut the blood flow
Tourniquet
When you dragged beneath the surface
It won't let you forget
When you smoked ya used to use a cigarette
But now the thoughts come rushing in
With your cardamom
Soaking in my skin
I'm not morose
Take a look at my grin
With your cardamom
I can feel again
Not overwhelmed
I can float above it
Don't wait too long to sort it out
Sort it out before it gets away
Don't wait too long to sort it out
Sort it out before it gets away
Don't wait too long to sort it out
Sort it out before it gets away
Don't wait too long to sort it out
Sort it out before it gets away
And ya can't look back
When you gotta cut the blood flow
Tourniquet
When you dragged beneath the surface
It won't let you forget
When you smoked ya used to use a cigarette
But now the thoughts come rushing in
With your cardamom
Soaking in my skin
I'm not morose
Take a look at my grin
With your cardamom
I can feel again
Not overwhelmed
I can float above it
Don't wait too long to sort it out
Sort it out before it gets away
Don't wait too long to sort it out
Sort it out before it gets away
Don't wait too long to sort it out
Sort it out before it gets away
Don't wait too long to sort it out
Sort it out before it gets away
