air that I breathe I will NOT choke on failure I am a mortal man But I'm not fallen I'm not broken I am a mortal man But I'll hold tight to my
the air that I breath I will not choke on failure I am a mortal man But I'm no falling I'm not broken yet I'm am a mortal man But I'll hold tight to
air that I breath I will not choke on failure I am a mortal man But I'm no falling I'm not broken yet I'm am a mortal man But I'll hold tight to my
Tradução: Todo lo que permanece. El Aire Que Respiro.
I hope you black out before you see the cops I ain't hot top for colors, I'm from Cedar Block So I got my hot tops that make your breathing stop I'm a
the hand that feeds, respect the tree that gives you air to breathe. Resist the need to feed, the black seed of human greed is the curse that holds
I will bury you [chanting] Now as I rest my feet by this fire Those hands once warmed here But I have retired them I can breathe my own air And
we are head of the chain May wake up to find we are all that remain There is no need to fear what we don't understand For we breathe the same air and
full of honesty The kind I breath, the kind that cuts me deep And I am grasping for air, gasping for air now Yesterday feels like a fresh wound, still I
move on or I will bury you Now as I rest my feet by this fire Those hands once warmed here I have retired them I can breathe my own air I can sleep
