I can't breathe anymore Why that is I'm not sure I've got my feet on the ground In fact I'm flat on the floor My direction is lost I should pause to take stock It's a new one on me To even dream that you're free It's a tale without an end But the end is there for all to see And if the end weren't so real Coming 'round and 'round again on me I guess it's all about my pride I want to be there at the kill But with or without God on my side I know that I really will
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