Most of the air i pump out of these lungs is
toxic but you breathe it,
and you love me, and you want me.
and i want you from your essence to your skin.
i’m wanting to present the best of me; all i have is this.
most of the air i pump out of these lungs is
toxic but you breathe it,
and you love me, and you want me.
what am i to have that you’re so sure?
you sought me without flag so i know.
i know.