Breathin

Stranger in the city
Falling on the race
Begging you to come into your private place
Breathing in the city
Feeling always trapped
Used to stuff my brain with some dust
Burning all the hedges
Feeling insecure
Holding all your beauty in your stone, my stone
When sensitivity turns into aggression
I wish you’ll be there
When sensitivity turns into aggression
I wish you’ll be there
Standing in the archway
The traffic light burns
Blending all your beauty in my private thoughts
Breathing in the city
Drink to be me
I destroy myself in my free time
And I was strange again
And I was burned inside
When sensitivity turns into aggression
I wish you’ll be there
When sensitivity turns into aggression
I wish you’ll be there
When sensitivity turns into aggression
I wish you’ll be there
You’ll be there
You’ll be there
You’ll be there
Always there
Always there