There's a shortness in my breath as I say these words to you
I try to speak my best, but I get choked up speaking the truth
It would be easier to lie, but more tragic to this cause
I'd rather suffocate and die so you have to mourn my loss

This is too much for me to take in
Is this real or am I mistaken?
This is way too much to handle
Blow out the fire on my candle

Your words come out your mouth but I don't hear them the right way
They sound so squished about and I try to listen to what you say
My brain is to occupied with the thoughts poisoning my mind
I'm dissolving underneath this heat; I'm lost in pressure, so come and find

This is too much for me to take in
Is this real or am I mistaken?
This is way too much to handle
Blow out the fire on my candle

You're asking for answers why the hell am I so confused?
It is simple for me to answer yet I feel so damn misused
And I feel so damn abused
From all the lies that I consume
I open my eyes, and the answer is "you"

This is too much for me to take in
Is this real or am I mistaken?
This is way too much to handle
Blow out the fire on my candle

This is too much for me to handle
Where's the off switch to my candle
Where's the air to take my fire?
Where's the souls that I desire?
This is too much for me to handle
Blow out the soul that is my candle...

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