Texty: Horace Pinker. Exhale To Asphyxiation.

i punch the air so hard right through it's rusted out and it broke in two
cover up the damage lingers on and i smile to pass it on
so hard to breathe when the air ran out i exhale to let it out
i can't move i can't choose see right here nothing
asphyxiated when my time ran out can't you see in the dark?
don't you take my hand

i always try to fix what's broken down no time to
i'm feeling ageless and it's time to leave
i'm getting older now i just can't breathe
i point the way ahead i'm standing still
and you wonder whats going on this life is

it doesn't end when the voice carries through it's rusted out and it broke in two
cover up the damage lingers on and i smile to pass it on
so hard to breathe when the air ran out i exhale to let it out
i can't move i can't choose see right here nothing