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Asthma

Hey little devil
sittin' on my shoulder
puking up a lung
to the though of growing older
can you tell me how I look?

Is there something in my teeth?
Is there something there?

Cut me breather holes
Careful I don't die
Cough my iron lung
and watch the years divide
I never meant to let you win
never meant to let you win

Hey little angel
you look a little colder
playing the weaker son
in family full of soldiers
can you take another look?

Is there something waiting underneith?
Is there something there?

Cut me breather holes
Careful I don't die
Cough my iron lung
and watch the years divide
Always meant to let you in
always meant to let you in

well I cut her little secrets and they bleed so bad
I couldn't stop the blood
I cut her little demons and the scream so bad
I couldn't stop the flood
cunning and bleeding and bleeding and bleeding
wont stop bleeding
cunning and bleeding and bleeding and bleeding
wont stop bleeding
wont stop bleeding
wont stop bleeding





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