LYRIC

Breathe on my skin
Be my first violin
I am blind and I am helpless
What else is there to say?

I have been a freelancer
But to have to answer to chaos
Just doesn't suit you

So now I only hear your name
I keep my string under your bow
And all the animals I rode in life are sleeping

I have been known to surrender
To anything that stands
Higher than the halo on the angel
What made me what I am

I have been known to wonder
Whether I am the son of bad, old king

But now I only hear your name
I keep my string under your bow
And all the animals I rode in life are sleeping

Breathe
Breathe
Breathe on my skin
Be my first violin
I am blind and I am helpless
What else is there to say?

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