Inhale
Come one and all and see the broken manTalking to himselfHe sits and waits for something betterHe'll never find it hereThe people touch his hairAnd pinch his cheek, he can't even feel itThere it goes again, he's listening to someoneHe hears the bitter laughterAnd all he wants to know is
Why, does any of it matter?(I can't take it anymore)You've gotta tryThe inhale that makes the exhale so much better
He wipes his hands on anything in reachHe never feels cleanHe shakes at night because his nerve is goneEvery muscle hurtsCome one and all and see what happenedThat broken man is me
There it goes again, I can hear it louderIt doesn't feel good anymoreAll I want to know is
Why, does any of it matter?(I can't take it anymore)You've gotta tryThe inhale that makes the exhale so much better
Now I know I disappearI can't find my way from out of hereEverything is fading on meSomeone tell meSomeone tell meSomeone tell me
Why, does any of it matter?(I can't take it anymore)You've gotta tryThe inhale that makes the exhale so much better
Why, does any of it matter?(I can't take it anymore)You've gotta tryThe inhale that makes the exhale so much better
Why? You've gotta try