Something Isnt Right by A Small Victory Lyrics

As these embers move so close to me
Closer to my skin and setting me in flames
As these embers plague my lungs
Stealing breathes from me and turning my lungs black and blue
Now the echo it cuts through me like
The stare upon your face the day you found out
Now the echo it cuts through me
Like the pulse of your beating heart the day you found
And all i ever wanted was to break these two lungs in
Gotta get them use to breathing, gotta get them use to bleeding
Gotta get this neck use to your cold hands
We've got the bright lights shining, the waves are breaking
I always do something drastic to keep you shaking
And then we start it all over again
If i broke free tomorrow would you be there to search for the moments lost
If i could die tonight then i would
It wouldn't be at your lose