Breathe - Scott Weiland

You can take away all the Mondays

Erase away the black Hell of one

I think I’ll breathe again

I think I’ll live again

Because I found true love

Now I’ve said what I wanted

Could’ve lost and never had

Now I’m free from my bondage

Without you, I would be nothing

In the sun when I was without you

And I hoped at no light

I think of me again

I think I see again

You woke me up, showed me the light

Why haven’t I heard you’ve fallen sick

I am afraid I’ll never see you again

Waiting the morning when I see you well

I’ll breathe you in, hold you here