Don’t tell me to breathe
Don’t tell me to meditate
Don’t tell me to pray my heart out
Or just sit and wait
Cuz I breathe everyday
Yet breathing is my true heartache
And I do meditate
But it always ends in back to the same place
And I pray my heart out
But the boomerang never comes back
And I do sit and wait
Until I realize that Black does crack
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