Breathe

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Give me the drug that makes me feel alive
Smile at night with the light of your eyes
Talking for one hour after another
The sound of your voice lets my emotions take cover

Sobbing from the fear of being alone
Everything going on is too much to hold
But for someone to answer my calls for once
Something I'm not used to seems to be enough

Butterflies flutter under my fingers
But I would rather lose it all just to talk
I need someone to distract my mind
For some reason I trust you the most

You don't bring it up (for my sake)
Just talk about the crap of the day
Thank you for that okay?
You made it possible to breathe again.

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