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B. Dolan
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One Breath Left
Trapped in traffic on the road to hell
With no soul to sell
Took the first exist I passed
Went to find a motel
Wound up broke down in a ghost town
Nowhere to phone for help
I asked the vultures where to run to
& they muttered “Go for self.”
I climbed out of that grave,
A dream that gave way
To a daisy chain made of days;
plastic wrappers,
cigarettes,
cough drops
rest stops,
Wal-marts,
snatching up the jacks
before the ball drops
It all falls apart
Moonlight rises
at my back
before I have time to react
or memorize my raps…
Nevermind finding the way back
I'm flying blind
grinding my break pads into dust
Just in it for the laughs
My words turned into symbols of invisible math
Like witchcraft;
the crowd became a critical mass
that was tipping toward collapse…
slipping from my grasp…
friend's all pulled the rip-cord,
wished me all the best
I went digging in the dash
and found a map back to the rest.
I made it on my last gallon of gas
and a stack of bad checks
nothing to show for the stress
but a fresh load of debt
and a cold in my chest.
(Chorus)
–But if I got one breath left–
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I will hold it in my chest like the shit ain't over yet.
–But if I got one breath left–
I will keep it a secret, my only defense
–But if I got one breath left–
I will rip off the oxygen mask, spit off the top of my head
–But if I got one breath left–
I'll suck wind from the valley of death.
I burn holes into my writing bench
putting out the spark
then relight 'em in the dark.
I walk the night watch.
I mark the progress of my thoughts
Present my reports to the break–
the break of dawn–
stalling on my wake up calls,
Leave some paint on the walls
Play through the pain for the weight gain on tour, Same as the great names who came before–I acknowledge their presence but keep on rocking in the present!
What good is the art if it doesn't bother anyone?
The arc of the setting sun
a rotten millenium
Still tripping on it's tongue
Choking on the shit in it's lungs
mimicking buzz,
A one-trick-gimmick-drug
With an ugly side-effect
I ain't too high to realize it yet!
I let it all ride on a fool's bet,
and do it to the death!
And listen for the silence while I
scream it at the deaf!
If they come to get me next,
My lungs will be emptiness.
Without a second thought or pause,
half step,
or idle threat–
I will summon something from the depth
and fucking come correct
Even if I got one… left…
(Chorus)
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