You choke me out
Like kudzu waiting for another
Tree to sprout and feed it
Life with its death
My dying breath
Is the air you breathe
And it goes slowly
Just tell me where to go from here
As long as I'm here I'll breathe this air
And when I go I'll go slow
Because I don't want to miss
What comes after this
I'm feeling like a circus clown
I've got a lot to juggle
And there is no one around to help me
Entertain my king
My head is on a string
Ropes, tied around me
I'm going slowly
Just tell me where to go from here
As long as I'm here I'll breathe this air
And when I go I'll go slow
Because I don't want to miss
What comes after this
I've been stuck in a mold
People try to tell me who to be when I grow old
But that doesn't really work for me
Instead of looking to the end
I'll be focusing on my feet
Taking every step deliberately
So when I get to the top
I can look back and say that I'm proud of where I walked
When the last breath leaves my lips
I'll be looking forward to what comes after this
Just tell me where to go from here
As long as I'm here I'll breathe this air
And when I go I'll go slow
Because I don't want to miss
Yeah I don't want to miss
What comes after this
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English
You choke me out
Like kudzu waiting for another
Tree to sprout and feed it
Life with its death
My dying breath
Is the air you breathe
And it goes slowly
Just tell me where to go from here
As long as I'm here I'll breathe this air
And when I go I'll go slow
Because I don't want to miss
What comes after this
I'm feeling like a circus clown
I've got a lot to juggle
And there is no one around to help me
Entertain my king
My head is on a string
Ropes, tied around me
I'm going slowly
Just tell me where to go from here
As long as I'm here I'll breathe this air
And when I go I'll go slow
Because I don't want to miss
What comes after this
I've been stuck in a mold
People try to tell me who to be when I grow old
But that doesn't really work for me
Instead of looking to the end
I'll be focusing on my feet
Taking every step deliberately
So when I get to the top
I can look back and say that I'm proud of where I walked
When the last breath leaves my lips
I'll be looking forward to what comes after this
Just tell me where to go from here
As long as I'm here I'll breathe this air
And when I go I'll go slow
Because I don't want to miss
Yeah I don't want to miss
What comes after this
Like kudzu waiting for another
Tree to sprout and feed it
Life with its death
My dying breath
Is the air you breathe
And it goes slowly
Just tell me where to go from here
As long as I'm here I'll breathe this air
And when I go I'll go slow
Because I don't want to miss
What comes after this
I'm feeling like a circus clown
I've got a lot to juggle
And there is no one around to help me
Entertain my king
My head is on a string
Ropes, tied around me
I'm going slowly
Just tell me where to go from here
As long as I'm here I'll breathe this air
And when I go I'll go slow
Because I don't want to miss
What comes after this
I've been stuck in a mold
People try to tell me who to be when I grow old
But that doesn't really work for me
Instead of looking to the end
I'll be focusing on my feet
Taking every step deliberately
So when I get to the top
I can look back and say that I'm proud of where I walked
When the last breath leaves my lips
I'll be looking forward to what comes after this
Just tell me where to go from here
As long as I'm here I'll breathe this air
And when I go I'll go slow
Because I don't want to miss
Yeah I don't want to miss
What comes after this
Writer: Logan Freevol
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