Texty: Damiera. Other. Nailbiter.

Lately i can't feel or barely breathe
the air is suffocating me
i never mind your voice but at least i know its there
i'm tracing shapes and it outlines everything
it shows me where to put my hands
i never mind your voice but at least i know its there
being on top you're always the last to know
if the ground plans to shake up your stance
they're always there and they're always standing by
you're always the last to know
always last so here is your chance
slide out that door far beyond our hopes and dreams
theres a wall around me and it's keeping away
the risk of ever off and distant reacting the same
they've got me set on fire trailing and setting new flames
but i think the wall around me is starting to break