Breathe - To Kill A King

When your needs outstrip your means

And all the roads you cross seem somehow bleak

In every corner a devil creeps

And all your ventures though bold are never seen

Don’t think of folding

Wear my arms around your neck

And we’ll breathe…

We’ll breathe…

When your heart’s not just heavy but torn

Back is stooped carrying the weight of it all

Your boss passed you over once again

And the smiles we meet well they don’t feel the same

Don’t think of folding

Wear my arms around your neck

And we’ll breathe…

We’ll breathe…

Don’t think of folding

Wear my arms around your neck

And we’ll breathe…

We’ll breathe…

And we’ll breathe…

We’ll breathe…