Assisted Breathing Songtext
von Like Pacific

Come down with it, you're expectations are so high
You leave a blank space and an image on my mind

We could rot together, but you wouldn't let me in
The distance, your beside me I tried to comprehend

These are my hands, swollen and bruised but not as rough as yours
and my hard work is not worth more

I'll sing for myself now, you're the subject of it all
I guess I'm letting my guard down, The first whole in the dry wall
And there I said it, I guess I finally let you in
Why haven't you answered? I'm peeling back my sun burnt skin


These are my hands, swollen and bruised but not as rough as yours
and my hard work is not worth more

These are my hands, swollen and bruised but not as rough as yours
I can't breathe for you there are somethings you have to do for yourself

Wasted morals, you've gotta be questioned more because lately I've earned, some fucking
answers from you


Time has it's curse it's always to late or two soon to be fragile and burned it could
happen to anyone
Swollen and bruised it's always too late or too soon
and my hard work is not worth more
These are my hands, swollen and bruised but not as rough as yours
and my hard work is not worth more
These are my hands, swollen and bruised but not as rough as yours
I can't breathe for you there are somethings you have to do for yourself