Its suffocating
Running short of breath
Waking up from a dream, a bad one at that
Life is already paling in front of the eyes
Still a long way to go
Hope is the only thing these hands are holding on
Running short of breath
Waking up from a dream, a bad one at that
Life is already paling in front of the eyes
Still a long way to go
Hope is the only thing these hands are holding on
