I fought who I am inside
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Until I wanted, I wanted to die
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Instead of finding balance I found hatred
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Consumed by failures and ignoring my own strengths
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Pushed out sea without learning to swim
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Or stranded in the desert with no lungs to breathe
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With no lungs to breathe
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I had almost lost everything
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How can I be expected to readily be content
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With a view of life that has rejected
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The basis of what has helped me to survive?
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And replaced them with precepts
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Rather than instruction
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Full rule is an illusion (illusion)
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All I can do contain selfishness
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And unveil what little power we may have
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With no lungs to breathe
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I had almost lost everything (everything)
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Tearing away my flesh before taking
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The time to understand it
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A miracle may not be the answer
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(tearing away my flesh)
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When anchoring first on what I have
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(before taking the time to understand it)
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The ability to change
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Like being stranded in the desert
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With no lungs to breathe
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With no lungs to breathe
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I had almost lost everything (everything)
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No Lungs To Breathe
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As I Lay Dying |