...put on a couple zeroes and you'll have one tenth the amount of miles I've put on to this body.
...talk to me just one more time and my lungs are gonna stop.
Because it's you.
You make breathing damn near impossible.
...that weight sitting on my chest is like you putting your hand right there and pressing down.
You've got me living in fear.
Stop it.
I don't want to do this anymore.
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