Breathe
Born Ruffians
Breathe
Breathe
I was lying on the side of the road
Not so different from a pile of trash
Irritated as a heat rash
Plucking hairs out of my mustache
One by one
Thought my upper lip needed some Sun
And I was looking for the secret code
Wandering around American roads
Oh, it was an inspiration payload
Pretty good grease for frying memories
Strike a bolt of lightning into me
Surfing on a sea of ecstasy
Wonder how this all could come to be
Breathe
Do it again, do it again
Take a deep breath and hold it, hold it in
Wait around all night to strike the match
But all the fumes have wandered home
So what should've been an inferno
Is a faint nostalgic glow
Pretty good grease for frying memories
Strike a bolt of lightning into me
Surfing on a sea of ecstasy
Wonder how this all could come to be
I had a dream love and light were winning
I woke up laughing, I woke up singing
And now these memories
Strike a bolt of lightning into me
Surfing on a sea of ecstasy
Wonder how this all could come to be
Breathe
Breathe
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