Shallow Breaths Make Shallow Graves

Breathe sweet, breathe easy
You're no will or testament
To those who came before you
Or those who have yet to repent
My dear you're an addiction
A drug so sweet and pure
You are nothing but a disease
I never want a cure
I am breathless
Hopeless, careless, thoughtless
Working on being more
And mourning in such bliss
This is my confession
To a world you'll never know
Where rain drops taste just like your skin
And your smell's locked in every rose