The Day I Learned to Breathe Before the Bullet

I rode too fast with anger in my chest, Chased down the night, never found no rest. But the barrel shined, time stood still, And I learned to breathe against my will.

That was the day I learned to breathe before the bullet, Hold the fire without letting it burn me down. Death rode close, but I lived right through it, And I found a sweeter song in the sound.

I saw my scars light up in flame, Every mile still called my name. But the morning broke, and mercy came, And I let go of all the blame.

That was the day I learned to breathe before the bullet, Caught the sunrise and I let it pull me in. Death rode close, but I lived right through it, And I’ll never ride that blind again.

That was the day I learned to breathe before the bullet, Took the moment and I carved it in my bones. Death rode close, but I lived right through it, Now the road don’t feel so cold alone.

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