Still Breathing 1 by McCullough

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Still Breathing 1

McCullough

Hip Hop,Any Vocals

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[Verse 1]
I let in the wrong friends, had to redo it all again
That's okay — I'm still breathing, still standing in the rain
Heart patched with duct tape, lungs full of restless nights
Weekend brain on autopilot, words ricochet like streetlights
I’m leaking out the edges but I patch it with a grin
Danger in the lines I say when the sun goes dim
Keep the pulse steady, even when the city screams
I carry all my stories, heavy with impossible dreams
[Chorus]
I let in the wrong friends, had to redo it all again
That's okay — I'm still breathing, still believing
I let in the wrong friends, had to tidy up the mess
That's okay — I'm still breathing, not finished yet
[Verse 2]
Sometimes I grab the mic and die — poetic suicide
These motherfucking lyrics cut clean, razor-sharp and live
I tear these lines like sheets at midnight — rip the quiet wide
We crashed the bed, we lit the fuse, then rose before sunrise
Talking 'bout the club, not talking 'bout your lane
If I move fast, I carry weight, lift the night, bear the strain
You turn around, I put the boulder down on truth's base
I said I thanked myself; you wanted war — that's your face
[Pre-Bridge]
Wake up in the morning, smoke rings curl like prayers
Come back with ash on your sleeves and fire in your hair
Relax, breathe in, baby — let the city slow its pace
Come see the person waiting in the mirror's hollow place
[Bridge]
I told you once — everything to me, hold that line
But I'm learning how to close the door when lights go blind
Mic in my palm is medicine when the nights get mean
I spit the hurt, I spit the truth, I let the in-between be seen
This is the crossroad: self-sabotage or self-reignite
I pick the mic, I pick the breath, I keep the dark in sight
[Verse 3]
No dunce cap on my head — I wear my scars like crowns
Sometimes my boat rocks wild, crew laughs at capsized towns
I comb my hair, I let it free, no dread to weigh me down
I shrug off hollow judgments, let the haters drown
Almost vegetarian of drama — I cut the fatty lies
Tired of meat-and-mic meals with bullshit as the side
I stand up from the table, walk warm into the light
Able to change the clocks, slow the night, rewire time
[Chorus - Variant]
I let in the wrong friends, had to redo it all again
That's okay — I'm still breathing, still believing
I let in the wrong friends, had to tidy up the mess
That's okay — I'm still breathing, not finished yet
[Outro / Chant]
Time's moving fast, but I breathe slow — hold the line
Chill the city bass, sit it down, watch me design
Still rapping, still standing, still reaching for my hands
How you grab the mic without hands? — I teach you with my plans
I'm still breathing — feel it in the chest, in the stead
I'm still breathing — keep the beat alive inside your head
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