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• Artiste: Coretta Scott
• Titre: Strength In A Breath
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Death be a liar Say that the morning will come soon And this dreary black cloud will soon be brushed away You sound shaky on the phone Where is he staying? No, that's fine mom I love you and I'll call you when I get there With my own discretion this drive will be peaceful Not a thought of the looming fact that rolls over and over again And I'll feed denial, 'till it eats my insides With each exhale the hand grips tighter around my neck Breath deep This could be the last chance you get to say what you mean These buildings are blurry And my vision is funneled These sterile white hallways tell stories of people that will never be the same again Please I need assistance Where's room 107? Down the hallway, past the stairwell, on your left Breath deep This could be the last chance you get to say what you mean Please don't forget the good times that we spent together And don't regret a wasted chance to say "I'm sorry" And after all where do you think I got this temper There's only love