Downwinders - My Aim
The air feels heavy tonight
my breath taste like sulfur
My lungs are burning my heart is aching
I'm at war with the world
I'm at war with the world
Love lost on repeat
I'm at war with the world
Love lost on repeat
I take sips of cyanide to complete my little suicide
Adamant about absolution
my mind has masterminded a revolution
Tears soak through my clothes
leaving patches of eternal cold
I'm made to spill my soul
I'm made to spill my soul
The air feels heavy tonight
my breath taste like sulfur
My lungs are burning my heart is aching
I'm at war with the world
The air feels heavy tonight
my breath taste like sulfur
My lungs are burning
my heart is aching
I'm at war with the world
Adamant about absolution
my mind has masterminded a revolution
Tears soak through my clothes
leaving patches of eternal cold
I'm at war with the world
Love lost on repeat
I'm at war with the world
Love lost on repeat