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Faith And Fire - Breathe Lyrics

Good morning losers, are you staring at the light?
(Radio Superstar)
Coast to Coast, day & night, gonna make you feel all right.
(Radio Superstar)
I am the one,all across the nation.
What do you want? It's the same on every station;
Will you turn me on?
Turn me on, Radio Superstar.
Turn me on, Radio Superstar,
Does anybody wonder where you are?
Don't worry 'bout the money, kid,
we got it out the ass.
(Radio Superstar)
Passing lane on the highway to hell w/both feet on the gas.
Yes! (Radio Superstar)
We rule the waves, controlling all transmissions.
ya don't hear your favorites, thank your politicians.
Will you turn me on?
Turn me on, Radio Superstar.
Turn me on, Radio Superstar,
Does anybody wonder where you are?
I am the one, all across the nation
What do you want? It's the same on every station.
Will you turn me on?
Turn me on, Radio Superstar.
Radio Superstar, does anybody wonder where you are?

BREATHE
Time is a line, liquid & fine
can such an invention divine the divine?
Time is a game, a rope and a chain,
learning old lessons again & again
Remembered in pieces of dreams we recall,
forgotten like plans that amounted to nothing at all,
& we breathe & we move without cause or direction.
Will you walk alongside me as long as it takes,
while the world keeps on spinning the near into far?
Will you place your hands over my heart when it breaks,
'til we wake to the dream of how perfect we are?
& we breathe & we move
&we fade fade into failing old memories.
Will you walk alongside me as long as it takes
while the world keeps on spinning the near into far?
Will you place your hands over my heart when it breaks
'til we wake to the dream of how perfect we are?
& we breathe & we hear & we see
without tearing our eyes out
Time & again - you rise & descend
to stare at your life through a darkening lens.
In time we all must be rendered to dust,
from mountains to valleys from iron into rust.
Awake for the fear of the dreams that may come,
pretending to sleep while your counting the beat of the drum,
& we breathe & we move without cause or direction.