StillBreathing...
Nomatic
Still breathing, oh i did something right
I'm leaving, holding on my little knife
Soul screaming, only one who hears you cry
I'm leaving, never gonna get it right
Still breathing, guess i did something right
My feelings, load it up an pull it twice
Still dealing, oh but i'mma get the pot
Spent it all on green, an i smoked it all
Yuh
Still breating even with a smokers cough
More feelings coming as i'm noddin' off
Morpine me, stab me till i'm fuckin' numb
I'm feening for whatever close to love
Yeah
