Testo The Way She Carries Herself

I've been around this place countless times before,
Trying to find my way through. If only there were help...
I'll stand on the shoulders, of those who matter most before we fall

Take me to a place of rest, where I can finally catch a breath.
It doesn't make much sense, to live your life with something that's tearing you apart.

Breath deep, trust me. We'll make it out!
Before the waves crash down, and pull us under.

The way you carry yourself,
Dragging me back against my will,
I'm still falling back into this ditch,
From which I'll never recover.
I've dug my hole to deep,
Unable to breath.
Waiting for someone to pull me out,
If they ever come along.
You have to see that we've become something
We never expected to be.

You were holding back, unable to trust my promisesOf life after drowning.

Breath deep, trust me.
We'll make it out!
Before the waves crash down, and pull us under.

You are my oxygen
My only reason for holding on