One More Breath

Akala

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B B What is this thing I see, this silly little thing called me,
C this skin, this hair, this flesh,
G this brain, this pain, this mess?
B B What's life? A game that we just play with two plain dice?
C When the shell dies, does the soul
G fly? Hellfire, does the flame fry?
B Is this the audition, brief
B intermission for something much grander,
C get a bigger piece of pie, great
G show in the sky or is that just propaganda?
B That they telling me, selling me sold with evidence,
B but intelligence, slowers development.
C We that think that we know we are not reverent
G but we don't even yet know if we're relevant [Chorus]
B One more pause, one more breath, one
B more pause, one more breath.
C G Is this all that there is? If it is, I wish I could give
B one more pause, one more breath. We
B could never know, if we're ever next.
C G Everytime I think I know, I stop and ask myself. [Verse 2]
B B What is this thing I see, this silly little thing called we
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C this brain, this pain, this flesh,
G these trains, these planes, what's next?
B Yes, we're gonna beget technology
B but the majority, escaping poverty.
C G No, I don't think that we can 'cause we still think that we got the plan.
B And by judging a man by just what's in his hands
B or his land, or his tan and just cause, we can
C G pause, take a breath, realise that none of us know what is next.
B See your code of address or the code of your dress.
B We all still use that same hole for our breath.
C Playing the game but there's never a Ref
G and you can't take it with you if ever you left [Chorus]
B One more pause, one more breath, one
B more pause, one more breath.
C G Is this all that there is? If it is, I wish I could give
B one more pause, one more breath. We
B could never know, if we're ever next.
C G Everytime I think I know, I stop and ask myself. [Interlude]
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B B What is this thing I see? Who could ever know, what we're gonna be?
C Are we elevating our meditation,
G not detonating through self-preservation?
B Generation television's raising.
B Yet we're complaining about how they're behaving.
C Washing our hands or just bathing with satan,
G yet with all that said, that's just what you make it.
B Pause, take what is naturally
B given because actually there is no tax on our living.
C It's a fact though it's
G naturally hidden like I'm just an actual assassin on riddem.
B The adrenaline, we're rememberin'
B our December is cold as it's ever been.
C Fighting our best but the victory we revel in,
G fighting our brethren, how could we ever win? [Chorus]
B One more pause, one more breath, one
B more pause, one more breath.
C G Is this all that there is? If it is, I wish I could give
B one more pause, one more breath. We
B could never know, if we're ever next.
C G Everytime I think I know, I stop and ask myself. [Otro]
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