Keep Breathing

Most days are real And it's hard not to feel something Some days are static And you can hear nothing and nothing at all Once in a while Staring at life, unblinking I need a line And I feel like I am sinking Keep breathing Keep breathing Keep breathing I miss the tourist That I was before November That was the purest Confidence I remember Keep breathing Keep breathing Keep breathing Take me back Back inside Back to the bubble I'll feel fine Take me back Where I can hide Let me back inside Keep breathing Keep breathing Keep breathing Keep breathing Keep breathing Keep breathing