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Texty: Emanuel. Soundtrack To A Headrush. Breathe Underwater.


Look in the mirror.
What are you searching for?
To disappear or,
Accelerate...
Our lives to their ends.
I came to and found myself behind the wheel.
Pilot in artificial flight.
We sigh and sink into the river bed,
Stay asleep.

My friends can't breathe underwater I guess,
They have weak lungs.
Black cuts herself so that you could fall in,
This is heaven.

Alone in her dark room,
I slip through the open door.
Pull off my wet clothes,
To climb inside...
Her life,
Is still warm.
I've got my finger on the trigger oh,
Heartbeats are effervescent life,
We sigh and sink into the river bed,
Stay asleep.

My friends can't breathe underwater I guess,
They have weak lungs.
Black cuts herself so that you could fall in,
This is heaven.

My friends can't breathe underwater I guess,
They have weak lungs.
Black cuts herself so that you could fall in,
This is heaven.

They only stab me in the back now anyway.
I'll put you out of your cell and your misery.
I'm gonna tear, I'm gonna rip it out.

My friends can't breathe underwater I guess,
They have weak lungs.
Black cuts herself so that you could fall in,
This is heaven.

My friends can't breathe underwater I guess,
They have weak lungs.
Black cuts herself so that you could fall in,
This is heaven.

This is heaven.
This is heaven.
This is heaven.
This is heaven