Letra de Breathe
The other night, I cried myself to sleep.
Everyone was sleeping, so I used a pillow to muffle my screams
while a city far away clutched tightly to all of my wishes and dreams.

No, I'm not the same person I used to be.
Used to want to be famous.
Used to want to be somebody.
How many lessons do I need before I learn to grow up
and start speaking with sincerity?

There are so many things that I find wrong with me.
Will somebody please tell me why we can't be happy?

Everyday I look in the mirror, I see my death.
I want to change my ways and see my future instead.
But I can't conceal my vices if I ever want to be healthy.
It's just two forms of suicide--some do it fast, some do it slowly.

I was torn in half on the night I found out our love would not last.
A part of me was relieved, but the other was sunk and sad.
So I shuffled my feet to the beat of one man breathing
in a world where love is cheap and fleeting
and every single face I meet is eventually erased.

Yes, the taste of love is sweet.
But, like anything, leave it out too long and it can sour in the summer heat.
This can be prevented if you learn to pay attention to each other's wants and needs.

But, if it fails, don't feel awkward.
Don't feel cheap.
I know you did your best, but some things have just got to end.
Don't hold your breath.

Set it free.