Breathe
You hardly feel like you're doing it
Breathe
Because its comes so naturally
Breathe
As your pulse quickens, you feel the instant response
Breathe
With pain, it comes in sharp gasp's
Breathe
On your pillow, it whispers softly in your ears
Breathe
It's a matter life of death
Breathe
Real deep, then you will smell the roses
Breathe
As the stress and strain increases, breathe for relief
Breathe
It never asks for too much, it's always there
Breathe
Every day of our life, we live and let breathe
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