Breathe

I am held together by clothes pins and tension,
a wealth of odds and ends
I'm dazzling so dazzling
like the neon street sign
hiccuping off and on again all night long
...
I shed what, what escape my fiction provided
I lived a lifetime inside of my shelter
and thought it about time to see outside
And I believed it was easy,
stupidly thought I could just get up and walk away
but I know this has all been said before

I know this has all been said before
I've got illness hugging me like skin
and I'll shed it clean until I can taste the oxygen.

All been said before - Matt Nathanson