Breathe

words by Gabe Bledsoe, music by Laconic

In all that I see
And what is meant to be
Hoping for equality
A thought of freedom
If all you could do was see them
Breed them, conceive them and breath them

CHORUS
Don't be guided by fear
Lose the chains
And see for yourself

In this vast cornucopia
I hope to know more than four of ya
Just to set the record straight
I never learned to hate
I just want to help
So you can take care of yourself