(0370) where the sentence started

remain a little bit just like me.
retain the information after
i've gone to sweep the dirt away, and
i'll show you where the sentence started.

some mistakes are easy.
all you have to do is relearn
just what it means to be afraid of letting go
of what was never yours to start with.
we are slaves to it all so end the same song and make a call.

we have no second or third chances.
we make our lifeboats out of nothing.
these moments hardly ever matter.
last taste of air before i suffocate on my own thoughts.
it's not my fault.
it's what we never dreamed or hoped it was about,
but i just wanted to breathe the breath from your mouth.