With dead weight and back hands,
We formed the black hand and we're holding on,
With bated hearts.
We broke the beckoned,
And we loathed the seconds that we gave too long.
We won't be long.
We won't be second, we won't be second, when I hold you up.
We aren't like people you know,
We are the people with air in our lungs,
So give it a rest.
We won't be second, we won't be second, when I hold you up.
We aren't like people you know,
We are the people with air in our lungs,
So give it a rest.
So save them, save them,
Your little lies and fodder.
No regrets, regrets,
You won't go any further.
So now we're coming up for air,
I didn't need a second breath.
Holding, holding, to what we knew.
With every twitch your body makes,
I feel the air inside escape.
Choking, choking, we are renewed.
So breathe in.
Lay your body down, you know it's better believed.
So when you feel like the inertia's died.
When you feel the fire's align.
We all know you can erase in time.
So just hold on.
Just hold on.
There will be no toxins or lairs in our eyes, (hold on)
We will be the love lost and bitter tides. (hold on)
So give your breath to me. Give your breath to me.
We will. We will.
